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SELECT HYMNS: 



THIRD PART 



CHRISTIAN PSALMODY; 



DIRECTIONS FOR MUSICAL EXPRESSION. 



BY SAMUEL WORCESTER, D. D. 
Late Pastor of the Tabernacle Church, Salem, M*w, 



Stereotype Edition, 



PUBLISHED BY SAMUEL T. ARMSTRONG, 

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44 Christian Psalmody, in four parts; comprising- Dr. Watts's Psalms 
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Authors ; and Select Harmony : together with Directions for Musi- 
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KEY OF EXPRESSION. 



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p — Slow and soft. 
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o — Loud. 

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A TABLE, 

f 6 FIND ANY OF THE SELECT HYMNS BY THE 
FIRST LINE 
S. Hymn. S. Hymn. 

59 Hail, everlasting Spring, 175 

2d Hail, mighty Jesus, 115 

95 Hail, the day that saw 22 

90 Hail, thou once 3 e J 

14 Hark, hear the sound, 118 

223 Hark, the glad sound, 13 

141 Hark the herald angels 3 

24 Hark, the herald angels 21 

181 Hark! the voice of love 173 

178 Heal us, Emmanuel, 76 

5 Hear what God the Lord 179 

103 Hear what the Lord, 159 

199 Heav'n has confirm'd 221 

215 He dies, the Friend 20 

165 He lives, the great 31 

100 Here at thy table, Lord, 169 

195 He who on earth as man 150 

132 His master taken from 148 

75 j Honour and happiness 105 

35 I House of our God, 214 

39 How are thy servants 94 

1C7 How blest is our Friend 230 

197 How helpless guilty 34 

80 How oft, alas, 37 

154 How shall I my 81 

23 How rich thy bounty, 146 

112 How soft the words 164 

235 How sweetly along 207 

57 I ask'd the Lord 56 

42 I know that my 86 

55 Indulgent Sovereign 180 

72 In sin by blinded 41 

129 Inspirer and hearer 202 

53 In sweet exalted strains 142 

219 In themselves as weak 135 

140 In this world of sin 218 

3 Israel, in ancient days 7 

182 It is the Lord, 71 

44 I Avas a grov'ling 61 

29 Jesus, and shall it ever be 50 

133 Jesus, at thv command 85 

198 Jesus, full of all 113 

145 Jesus, I know, has died 62 

190 Jesus, lover of my soul 84 

73 Jesus, my Lord, 192 

18 Jesus, thy blood 89 

177 Jesus, whose blood 77 

30 Joy is a fruit 66 

201 Keep silence, 4 

68 Kindred in Christ, 194 

167 J Let me dwell on 174 

104 J Let us awake our joys 27 

162 I Lift up your heads H 

184 J Listen, ye hills, 13f 

213 I Lo ! he comes, 23f 

143 I Look down, O Lord, 11 

91 j Look up, my soul, if 



Alas ! what hourly 
s All hail the power 
Although the vine 
^ ^ Am I a Soldier 

And is the Gospel 
... <wAnd let this feeble 
kj And will the great 
Angels, roll the rock 
Arm of the Lord, 
*C* As birds their infant 
*~» Attend, my soul, 
Awake, and sing 
Awake, my soul. 
Awake, ye saints, 
Bestow, dear Lord, 
Blessed are the sons 
Blest be the tie 
Blow ye the trumpet 
By whom was David 
Come, Holy Spirit, 
Come, humble sinner, 
Come, thou Almighty 
Come, condescending 
Come, thou Fount 
Come, thou long 
Come tune, ye saints, 
Come, ye weary souls, 
Day of Judgment, 
Dear Jesus, when, 
Dear Lord, and shall 
Descend Holy Spirit, 
Didst thou, dear Jesus, 
Dismiss us with thy 
Encompass' d with 
Eternal God, enthron'd 
Eternal Source 
Eternal Wisdom, 
Exert thy pow'r, 
Faith, 'tis a precious 
Father, how wide 
Father of all, we bow 
Father of men, thy care 
Father of mercies, 
Father of mercies, send 
Fierce passions 
From whence these 
Glorious things of thee 
Glory to God on high 
Glory to thee, my God, 
God moves in a 
Glorious Lord, 
Grateful notes 
Great God, now 
Great God, the nations 
Great God, we sing 
Great Lord of angels, 
Guide me, O thou 



TABLE OF FIRST LINES 



<S. Hymn. 

Lo ! on a narrow neck 217 

Lord of all worlds, 185 

wiord of life, 193 

-iord, send thy word, 183 

-<ord, we come before 126 

Lord, what our ears 160 

Love Divine, all love 127 

Manna to Israel 65 

Many woes had Christ 17 

Mighty God, 25 

My gracious Redeemer 101 

My song shall bless 88 

Now begin the heavenly 33 

Now for a hymn 152 

Now let our drooping 149 

Now may fervent 166 

> "V may the God 131 

>ow may the Lord 209 

Now the shades 200 

O charity, thou 191 

OMr mountain tops 186 

O, ibr a closer walk 67 

O God, we praise thee, 236 

O Gt d, whose 47 

O hay py day, that fix'd 151 

O hoM I love thy 69 

O Lori\ my best 70 

O Lor A cur languid 125 

O my soul what means 60 

One there is, above all 64 

On man in his own 6 

On thee each morning, 203 

On wings of faith 99 

O righteous God, 138 

O sight of anguish ! 12 

O that my load of sin 36 

O thou, before whose 147 

O time, how few thy 216 

Our Saviour alone 102 

O Zion, afflicted with 153 

Perpetual Source 51 

Praise to the Lord 144 

Raise, thoughtless 108 
Rejoice, the Lord is King 28 

Religion is the chief 205 

Remark, my soul, 212 

Rise, my soul, 98 

Rise, O my soul, 45 

Safely through another 121 

See Gabriel swift 93 

See, gracious Lord, 136 

See how brown autumn 210 

See Israel's gentlo 161 

Shepherds rejoice, 10 

Sin enslav'd me 40 

Since Jesus freely 196 

Sing ye redeemed J"6 

Sinner, art thou still lv>9 

Sinners, the voice 110 

Sinners, will you scorn 111 

Son of God, thy blessing 87 



Stern winter throws 
Sweet was the time 
Take comfort, 
The billows swell, 
The deluge, at th* 
The Lord my pasture 
The Lord of Sabbath 
The Lord on mortal 
The message first 
The moment a sinner 
The new-born child 
The peace which God 
There is a God 
The saints should never 
The Saviour ! what a 
The Spirit breathes 
This is the feast 
Thou dear Redeemer, 
Thou only Sovereign 
Through all changing 
Thus saith the Holy One 
Thus saith the Lord 
Thy bounties, gracious 
Thy life I read, 
"Tis a point I long 
Tis finish 1 d — so 
To praise the ever 
Unveil thy bosom, 
Vain man, thy fond 
Weary of struggling 
Welcome, delightful 
What jarring nature 
What scenes of horrour 
What various 
What venerable sight 
When Abraham full 
When all thy mercies, 
When any turn 
When at this distance, 
When blooming youth 
When I view my 
When on the cross 
When, streaming 
When the last trumpet's 
When verdure clothes 
When wild confusion 
When I to grief 
While on the verge 
While shepherds 
Whilst thee I seek, 
With my substance 
With rev'rend awe. 
World adieu, 
Write to Sardis, 
Ye golden lamps 
Ye hearts, with 
Ye humble souls, 
Ye mourning saints. 
Ye servants of God 
Ye sons of earth, 
Zeal is that pure 



8* Hymn 
21 



52 
228 

83 

63 

92 
123 
117 
156 

43 

46 

130 
1 

74 

172 

120 

170 
96 
82 
79 

158 

155 

189 

225 
54 
19 

208 

231 

220 
38 

122 
58 

224 

134 
16 

137 
78 
49 
15 

227 
168 
171 

204 

232 

206 

233 

116 

222 

9 

124 

188 

119 

97 

157 

229 

163 

2 

226 

106 

128 

48 



HYMNS 

SELECTED 

FROM VARIOUS AUTHORS, 

HYMN 1. L. M. Old Hundred. [*] 
Being of God. Ps. civ. 
e 1 r|l HERE} is a God — all nature speaks, 

JL Through earth, and air, and sea, and skies »■ 
ft See, from the clouds his glory breaks, 

When the first beams of morning rise. 
- -2 The rising sun serenely bright, 

O'er the wide world's extended frame, 

Inscribes in characters of light, 

His mighty Maker's glorious name. 
o 3 The rlow'ry tribes all blooming rise, 

Above the weak attempts of art ; 
c The smallest worms, the meanest flies, 

Speak sweet conviction to the heart. 
— 4 Ye curious minds, who roam abroad, 

And trace creation's wonders o'er, 
e Confess the footsteps of the God ; — 
a Bow down before him — -and adore. Steele, 

HYMN 2. C. M. Tunbridge. [b*] 
Goodness of God. Nabum, i, 7. 

1 ~^7"E humble souls, approach j^our God, 

JL With songs of sacred praise ; 
For he is good, immensely good, 
And kind are all his ways. 

2 All nature owns his guardia i care, 
In him we live and move ; 

o But nobler benefits declare 

The wonders of his love. 
c 3 He gave his Son, his only Son, 

To ransom rebel worms ; 
— >Tis here he makes his goodness known, 

In its divinest forms, 
c 4 To this dear refuge, Lord, we come ; 

'Tis here our hope relies : 
o A safe defence, a peaceful home, 

When storms of trouble rise. 
1* 



6 HYMN 3, 4. Select. 

— 5 Thine eye beholds, with kind regard, 
The souls who trust in thee ; 
Their humble hope thou wilt reward, 
With bliss divinely free. 
o 6 Great God, to thy almighty Love, 
What honours shall we raise ? 
Not all the raptur'd songs above, 

Can render equal praise. Steele 

HYMN 3. C. M. Mitcham. Arundel [*] 

God the Creator. 
1 TT - . TERNAL Wisdom, thee we praise, 

JOj Thee the creation sings ; 
With thy lov'd name, rocks, hills, and seas, 
And heav'n's high palace rings, 
g 2 Thy hand, — how wide it spread the sky I 

How glorious to behold ! 
— -Ting'd with a blue of heav'nly die, 
And starr'd with sparkling gold. 
3 Thy glories blaze all nature round, 

And strike the gazing sight, 
Thro' skies, and seas, and solid ground. 
With terrour and delight. 
g 4 Infinite strength, and equal skill, 

Shine through the worlds abroad ; 
e Our souls with vast amazement fill, 

And speak the builder— God. 
• — 5 But still the wonders of thy grace 
e Our softer passions move ; 
Pity divine in Jesus' face, 

We see, adore, and love. WATTi. 

HYMN 4. C. M. Bedford. [*] 
Sovereignty and Dominion of God, 
a 1 "BT^EEP silence — all created things, 
j\ And wait your Maker's nod ; 
My soul stands trembling while she sings 
The honours of her God. 
e 2 Life, death, and hell, and worlds unknown, 
Hang on his firm decree ; 
He sits on no precarious throne, 

Nor borrows leave — to be. 
3 Chain'd to his throne a volume lies, 
With all the fates of men ; 



Select. HYMft 6. 1 

With ev'ry angel's form and size, 
Drawn by th' eternal pen. 
—4 His providence unfolds the book, 
And makes his counsels shine ; 
Each opening leaf, and ev'ry stroke,, 
Fulfils some deep design. 

5 (Here he exalts negJected worms, 
To sceptres and a crown ; 

And there, the following page he turns, 
And treads the monarch down. 

6 Not Gabriel asks the reason why, 
Nor God the reason gives ; 

Nor dares the favourite angel pry, 

Between the folded leaves.) 
f 7 My God, I would not long to see 

My fate, with curious eyes ; 
What gloomy lines are writ for me, 

Or what bright scenes may rise. 
- 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, 

O may 1 find my name, 
Recorded in some humble pla.ce, 

Beneath my Lord — the Lamb. Watts. 

HYMN 5. L. P. M. St. Helen's. [*] 
God? s Name proclaimed. Ex. xxxiv, 6 — 8. 
1 A TTEND, my soul, the voice divine 
r\ And mark what beaming glories shine, 
Around thy condescending God ! 
To us — to us, he still proclaims, 
e His awful, his endearing names ; 
o Attend, and sound them all abroad. 

d 2 "Jehovah I, the sovereign Lord, 
44 The mighty God, by heav'n ador'd, 
44 Down to the earth my footsteps bend : 
e "My heart the tenderest pity knows, 
44 Goodness, full-streaming wide o'erflows 
44 And grace and truth shall never end. 
3 "My patience long can crimes endure, 
44 My pard'ning love is ever sure, 

44 When penitential sorrcw mourns ; 
44 To millions, thro* 5 unnumber'd years, 
44 New hope and new delight it bears ; 
44 Yet wrath against the sinner burns.'* 



I HYMN 6, 7. Select 

o 4 Make haste, my soul, the vision meet, 
e All prostrate at thy Sovereign's feet, 
— And drink the tuneful accents in : 
o Speak on, my Lord, repeat the voice, 
Diffuse these heart-expanding joys, 
Till heav'n repeat the rapt'rous scene. 

Doddridge* 

HYMN 6. C. M. Colchester. [*] 
Adam ; or, the Fall of Man. Gen. iii. 
1 /"\N man, in his own image made, 

V-F How much did God bestow ! 
The whole creation homage paid, 
And own'd him Lord below. 
o 2 He dwelt in Eden's garden, stor'd 
With sweets for ev'ry sense ; 
And there, with his descending Lord, 
He walk'd in confidence. 
e 3 But oh ! by sin how quickly chang'd i 
His honour forfeited ; 
His heart from God and truth, estrangM, 
His conscience, fill'd with dread. 
— 4 Now from his Maker's voice he flies, 
Which was before his jo)': 
And thinks to hide amidst the trees, 

From an all-seeing eye. 
5 Compell'd to answer to his name ; 

With stubbornness and pride, 
He cast on God himself the blame, 
Nor once for mercy cried. 
c 6 But grace, unask'd, his heart subduM, 
And all his guilt forgave : 
By faith the promis'd Seed he view'd, 

And felt the power to save. Newtok. 

HYMN 7. H. M. Allerton. [*] 
Types of the Messiah. Heb. iv, 2. 
1 XSRAEL in ancient days, 
JL Not only had a view 
Of Sinai in a blaze, 

But learn' d the gospel too : 
The types and figures were a glass, 
In which they saw the Saviour's face. 



Select. HYMN 8. 



2 The paschal sacrifice, 

And blood-besprinkled door, — 
Seen with enlighten' d eyes, 
And once apply' d with pow'r, 
Would teach the need of other blood, 
To reconcile an angry God. 

3 The lamb, the dove, set forth 
His perfect innocence, 

Whose blood of matchless worth 
Should be the soul's defence : 
For he who can for sin atone, 
Must have no failings of his own. 

4 The scape-goat on his head, 
The people's trespass bore ; 

And to the desert led, 
Was to be seen no more : 
In him our Surety seem'd to say, 
d " Behold, I bear your sins away." 
— 5 Dipp'd in his fellow's blood, 
The living bird went free : 
The type, well understood, 
Express'd the sinner's plea — 
€ Describ'd a guilty soul enlarg'd, 

And by a Saviour's death discharged, 
© 6 Jesus, I love to trace, 

Throughout the sacred page, 
The footsteps of thy grace, 
The same in ev'ry age \ 
— O grant that 1 may faithful be, 

To clearer light vouchsaf'd to me ! CowPKR. 

HYMN 8. 7's. Redeeming Love. [*) 
Birth of the Saviour. 
1 TTARK ! the herald angels sing, 

JLJL M Glory to the new-born King I 
"Peace on earth, and mercy mild, 
4t God and sinners reconcil'd !" 



2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies ; 
With th' angelic host proclaim, 
Christ is born in Bethlehem. 
4 Veil'd in flesh — the Godhead see, 
Hail th' incarnate Deity : 



10 HYMN 9, 10, Select 

Pleas'd as man with men t' appear, 

Jesus our Emmanuel here. 
o 5 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace ! 

Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! 

Light and life to all he brings, 

Ris'n with healing in his wings* 
e 6 Mild, he lays his glory by ; 

Born, that man no more may die ; 

Born, to raise the sons of earth ; 

Born, to give them second birth* Rippon's Col* 

HYMN 9. C. M. Bethlehem. [*] 
Joy of Angels at the Saviours Birth, 
1 T^TTHILE shepherds watch'd their flocks by 
? ▼ All seated on the ground, [night, 

The angel of the Lord came down, 
And glory shone around. 
e2" Fear not," said he, for mighty dread 

Had seiz'd their troubled mind, 
o " Glad tidings of great joy I bring, 

u To you and all mankind. 
b 3 u To you in David's town, this day, 
u Is born of David's line, 
" The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, 

" And this shall be the sign : — 
4 " The heav'nly Babe you there shall find, 
" To human view display'd, 
e " All meanly wrapp'd in swaddling bands, 

" And in a manger laid." 
— 5 Thus spake the seraph ; and forthwith 
Appear'd a shining throng 
Of angels, praising God, who thus 
Address'd their joyful song : — 
s 6 " All glory be to God on high, 
u And to the earth be peace ; 
g " Good will henceforth from heav'n to men, 

u Begin, and never cease." Patrick or TAre. 

HYMN 10. C. M. Devizes. [*] 

AngeVs Song. Luke ii, 8- — 14. 
ol" QHEPHERDS, rejoice ; lift up your eye*, 
^5 u And send your fears away ; 
" News from the region of the skies— 
u " Salvation's born to-day ! 



Select. HYMN 11. 11 

e 2 " Jesus, the God, whom angels fear, 

" Comes down to dwell with you ; 
— u To-day he makes his entrance here, 
e " But not as monarchs do. 

3 " No gold, nor purple swaddling* bands, 

" Nor royal shining things ; 
" A manger for his cradle stands, 
a " And holds the King of kings ! 
o 4 u Go, shepherds, where the Infant lies, 

" And see his humble throne ; 
p " With tears of joy in all your eyes, 

" Go, shepherds, kiss the Son." 
— 5 Thus Gabriel sang — and straight around, 

The heav'nly armies throng : 
They tune their harps to lofty sound, 

And thus conclude the song : — 
s 6 " Glory to God who reigns above, 

u Let peace surround the earth ; 
u Mortals shall know their Maker's love, 

u At their Redeemer's birth. 1 ' Watts's Lyr. 

HYMN 11. 8, 6 &5. Christmas. [*] 
Christmas Morn, 
© 1 ir IFT up your heads in joyful hope, 

-Li Salute the happy morn : 
— Each heav'nly pow'r, 
o Proclaim the glad hour ; 

s Lo, Jesus the Saviour is born ! 
o 2 All glory be to God on high, 

To him all praise is due ; 
o The promise is seal'd — 

The Saviour's reveal'd- — 
And proves that the record is true. 
f 3 Let joy around like rivers flow ; 
Flow on, and still increase ; 
Spread o'er the glad earth, 
At Emmanuel's birth — 
For heaven and earth are at peace. 
e 4 Now the good will of God is shewn 

Towards Adam's helpless race ; 
o Messiah is come — 

To ransom his own — 
To save them by infinite grace. 



12 HYMN 12, 13. Select 

p 5 Then let us join the heav'ns above, 

Where hymning seraphs sing ; 
8 Join all the glad pow'rs — 

For their Lord is ours — 
Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King. Madeht's Col* 

HYMN 12. C. P. M. Pilgrim, [b] 

Infancy of the Saviour. 
p 1 ^W SIGHT of anguish ! view it near, — . 
V-r What weeping innocence is here— 
A manger for his bed ! 
— The brutes yield refuge to his wo — 
e Men, worse than brutes, no pity show, 

Nor give him friendly aid ! 
o 2 Why do no rapid thunders roll ? 

Why do not tempests rock the pole ? 
e O miracle of grace ! 
o Or why no angels on the wing, 

Warm for the honour of their King, 
e To punish all the race ! 
e 3 Tho' now an Infant bath'd in tears, 
o He calPd to form the rolling spheres ; 
g And seraphs own'd his nod I 
e Helpless he calls, but men delay : — 
e Ungrateful sinners disobey 

The first-born Son of God ! 
— 4 Say, radiant seraphs, thron'd in light, 
o Did love e^r tow'r so high a flight ? — 
e Or glory sink so low ? 
— This wonder angels scarce declare ; 
Angels the rapture scarce can hear, 
Or equal praise bestow. 
e 5 Redemption ! His a boundless theme ; 
Thou boundless Mind, our hearts inflame, — 
With ardour from above : 
d Words are but faint, let joy express — 
Vain is mere joy — let actions bless — 
This prodigy of love. 

HYMN 13. C. M. Arundel [*] 

ChrisVs Ministry. Luke iv, 18, 19. 

d 1 TT ARK, — the glad sound ! — the Saviour comes* 

JLJL The Saviour promisM long ! 
— Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne — 
And ev'ry voice a song. 



Select. HYMN 14. 13 

2 On him the Spirit, largly pour'd, 

Exerts its sacred fire ; 
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, 

His holy breast inspire. 
o 3 He comes — the pris'ners to release, 

In Satan's bondage held ; 
o The gates of brass before him burst — 

The iron fetters yield ! 
o 4 He comes — from thickest films of vice 

To clear the mental ray ; 
o And on the eye-balls of the blind, 

To pour celestial day. 
c 5 He comes — the broken heart to bind — 

The bleeding soul to cure.; 
o And, with the treasures of his grace, 

T' enrioh the humble poor. 
t 6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 

Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
And heav'n's eternal arches ring 

With thy beloved name. Doddridge. 

HYMN 14. L. M. Islington. [*] 
ChrisPs Example. 

1 A ND is the gospel peace and love ? 
Xjl Such let our conversation be ; 

The serpent blended with the dove, — 
Wisdom and meek simplicity. 

2 Whene'er the angry passions rise, 

And tempt our thoughts or tongues to itrife ; 
To Jesus let us lift our eyes, 
Bright pattern of the Christian life. 

3 O how benevolent and kind ! 
How mild — how ready to forgive ! 
Be this the temper of our mind, 

And these the rules by which we live. 

4 To do his heav'nly Father's will, 
Was his employment and delight ; 
Humility and holy zeal 

Shone through his life divinely bright. 

5 Dispensing good where'er he came, 
The labours of his life were love ; 
Then, if we bear the Saviour's name, 

By his example let us move. STEELE. 

Select. 2 



!4 HYMN 15, 16. Select 

HYMN 15, L. M. Wcldon. [*] 
ChrisVs Transfiguration. Matt, xvii, 4. 

1 ~^|^7~HEN at this distance, Lord, we trace 

T w The various glories of thy face, 
What transport pours o'er all our breast, 
And charms our cares and woes to rest ! 

2 With thee, in the obscurest cell, 

On some bleak mountain would I dwell ; 

Rather than pompous courts behold, 

And share their grandeur and their gold. 
t\ 3 Away, ye charms of mortal joy ! 

Raptures divine my thoughts employ ! 
o I see the King of glory shine ; — 
/. I feel his love, and call him mine. 
—4 On Tabor thu3 his servants view'd 

His lustre, when transformed he stood ; 

And, bidding earthly scenes farewell, 

Cried, "Lord, His pleasant here to dwell." 
—5 Yet still our elevated eyes 

To nobler visions long to rise ; 
o That grand assembly would we join, 

Where all thy saints around thee shine. 
d 6 That mount — how bright ! those forms — how fair . 
o 'Tia good to dwell forever there : 
— Come, death, dear envoy of our God, 

And bear me to that blest abode. Doddridge 

HYMN 16. L. M. Dresden. [*] 
Christ weeping over - r z7usatem. Luke xix, 41, 42. 

p 1 XyK"7"HAT venerable sight appears ! — 

T V The Son of God— dissolved in tears ! — 
Trace, O my soul, with sad surprise, 
The sorrows of a Saviour's eyes. 

t 2 For whom, bless' d Jesus, we would know, 
Doth such a sacred torrent flow ? — 
What brother, or what friend of thine, 
Is grae'd and mourned with drops divine ? 

— 3 Nor brother, there, nor friend I see — 

d But sons of pride and cruelty ; 
Who like rapacious tigers stood, 
Impatient, panting for thy blood. 

p 4 Dear Lord, and u/d thy gushing eyes 
Thu3 stream o'er dying enemies ? 



Select. HYMN V 



15 



And can thy tenderness forget 

The sinner humbled at thy feet ? 
e 5 With deep remorse our bowels move,— 

That we have wrong' d such matchless love; 
e Thy gentle pity, Lord, display, 

And smile these trembling fears away. 
— 6 Give us to shine before thy face, 

Eternal trophies of thy grace ; 
o Where songs of praise thy saints employ, 

And mingle with a Saviour's joy. Doddridge, 

HYMN 17. 7s. St John's, [b] 
Gethsemane : or y Agony in the Garden. Matt xxvi,36 — 45. 

1 1%/T AIS Y woes had Christ endurM, 
jL?JL Many sore temptations met, 

Patient and to pains inur'd ! 
e But the sorest trial yet 

Was to be sustain 1 d in thee, — 
a Gloomy — sad — Gethsemane ! 
e 2 Came at length the dreadful night ! 
d Vengeance, with its iron rod, 

Stood, and with collected might, 

BruisM the harmless Lamb of God : 
p See, my soul, the Saviour see — 

Prostrate in Gethsemane. 
e 3 There my God bore all my guilt ; 
— This, through grace, can be believ'd! 
e But the torments which he felt, 

Are too vast to be conceived : 

None can penetrate through thee — 
a Doleful — dark — Gethsemane. 

4 All my sins against my God — 
c All m.y sins against his laws — 

All my sins against his blood — 

All my sins against his cause : — 
e Sins as boundless as the sea ! 

Hide me, O Gethsemane ! 

—5 Here's my claim, and here alone ; 
None a Saviour more can need ; 
Deeds of righteousness I've none ; 
Not a work that I can plead : 
Not a glimpse of hope for me, 
Only in Gethsemane. 



16 HYMN 18, 19. SeleO. 

o 6 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One almighty God of love, 
Prais'd by all the heav'nly host, 
In thy shining courts above — 
We pt,or sinners, gracious Three ; 
Praise thee for Gethsemane. Hart 

HYMN 18. C. M. China, [b] 

The Saviours Death. 
e 1 TT1ROM whence these direful omens rouucl, 

JC Which heav'n and earth amase ! 
Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the #ro*rod, 

Why hides the sun his rays ? 
— 2 Well may the earth astonish'd shako. 

And nature sympathize : 
The sun as darkest night be black — 
a Their Maker Jesfs — dies. 
p 3 Behold, fast streaming from the tree 

His all atoning blood ! 
d Is this the Iff finite ? — 'tis he — 

My Saviour and my God. 
p 4 For me — these pangs his soul assail, 

For me — this death is borne ; 
My sins gave sharpness to the nail, 

And pointed ev'ry thorn. 
— 5 Let sin no more my soul enslave ; 
d Break, Lord, its tyrant chain ; 
e O save me, whom thou cam'st to save, 

Nor bleed — nor die in vain. 

HYMN 19. L. M. Carthage. Munich, [b*] 
It is finished. John xix, 30. 

1 'finiS finish' d : — so the Saviour cried ; 

JL And meekly bow'd his head, and died I 
'Tis finish'd : — yes, the race is run, — 
The battle fought, the vict'ry won. 

2 'Tis finish'd — all that Heav'n decreed* 
And all that ancient prophets said, 

Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, 
In me, the Saviour of mankind. 

3 'Tis finkh'd :— Aaron now no more 
Must stain his robes with purple gore ; 
The sacred veil is rent in twain, 
The Jewish rites no more remain. 



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4 'Tis finish'd : — this my dying groan 
Shall sins of ev'ry kind atone ; 

o Millions shall be redeemed from death, 
. — By this my last expiring breath. 

5 'Tis finish'd : — Heav'n is reconcil'd, 
And all the pow'rs of darkness spoil'd: 

c Peace, love, and happiness, again 
Return and dwell with sinful men. 

-6 'Tis finish'd: — let the joyful sound 
Be heard thro' all the nations round : • 

s 'Tis finish'd : — let the echo fly, 

Thro' heav'n and hell, thro' earth and sky. 

Dr. Stexnjbt. 

HYMN 20. L. M. Dresden [b*] 
Christ's Dying, Rising, and Reigning. 
p 1 TTE dies ! — the Friend of sinners dies ! 

AX Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ! 
a A solemn darkness veils the skies 1 
d A sudden trembling shakes the ground ! 

c 2 Come, saints, and drop a tear or two, 
For him who groan'd beneath your load ; 

p He shed a thousand drops for you — 
A thousand drops of richer blood. 

3 Here's love and grief beyond degree — 
a The Lord of glory dies for men ! 
o But, lo ! what sudden joys we see I 
d Jesus the dead — revives again I 

o 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb ! 

Up to his Father's court he flies ! 
g Cherubic legions guard him home, 

And shout him welcome to the skies ! 

u 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell 

How high our great Deliv'rer reigns ; 
o Sing how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, 
d And led the tyrant death — in chains. 

s 6 Say, " Live forever glorious King, 
" Born to redeem, and strong to save l" 

d Then ask — " O death, where is thy sting ? 
" And where thy vict'ry boasting grave f w 
2* 



18 HYMN 21, 22. Select 

HYMN 21. 7s. Redeeming Love. [*] 
ChrisVs Resurrection. Matt, xxviii, 6. 
d 1 IT T ARK ! the herald angels say, 

JLJl Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to-day ! 
o Raise your joys and triumphs high, 
Let the glorious tidings fly. 

e 2 Love's redeeming work is done I 
Th' battle's fought, the vict'ry won ! 
Lo ! the sun's eclipse is o'er ; 
Lo I he sits in blood no more. 

— 3 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal- 
Christ has burst the gates of hell ; 
Death in vain forbids his rise ; 
Christ has open'd Paradise. 

© 4 Lives again our glorious king*, 

d u Where, O death, is now thy sting ?" 

e Once he died our souls to save, 

d " Where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave ?" 

— 5 What though once we perish'd all, 

Partners of our parents fall ; — 
o Second life we shall receive, 

And in Christ forever live. Cudwort* 

HYMN 22. 7s. Epiphany. [*] 
ChrisPs Jlscention. 
s 1 "IT AIL, the day that saw him rise, 
JLJL Ravish'd from our wishful eyes 
t Christ awhile to mortals giv'n, 
o Reascends his native heaven : 
— There the pompous triumph waits ; 
* Lift your heads, eternal gates ! 

11 Wide unfold the radiant scene, 

u Take the King of glory in !" 
— ~2 Him tho' highest heav'n receives. 

Still he loves the earth he leaves ; 

Tho' returning to his throne, 

Still he calls mankind his own. 

Still for us he intercedes, 

Prevalent his death he pleads ; 

Next himself prepares a place, 

Harbinger of human rac . 



Select. HYMN 23. 19 

e 3 Master, (may we ever say,) 

Taken from the world away, 

See thy faithful servants, see, 

Ever gazing* up to thee. 

Grant, though parted from our sight, 
— High above yon azure height, — 

Grant our souls may thither rise — 

FolPwing thee beyond the skies. 
o 4 Ever upward let us move, 

Wafted on the wings of love ; 

Looking when our Lord shall come — 

Looking for a happier home, 
o There we shall with thee remain, 

Partners of thy endless reign ; 

There thy face unclouded see — 

Find a heav'n of heav'ns in thee. 

HYMN 23. L. M. Oporto. [*] 

Christ's Death, Resurrection, and Ascension. Acts 

ii, 32—36. 

1 ^lOME tune, ye saints, your noblest strains, 
Vy Your dying, rising Lord to sing ; 

And echo, to the heavenly plains, 
The triumphs of your Saviour King. 

2 In songs of grateful rapture tell, 
How he subdu'd your potent, foes ; 
Subdu'd the pow'rs of death and hell, 
And, dying, finish' d all your woes. 

3 Then to his glorious throne on high, 
Return'd ; while hymning angels round, 
Thro' the bright arches of the sky, 
The God, the conquering God, resound. 

4 Almighty love, victorious pow'r ! 
Not angel tongues can e'er display 
The wonders of that dreadful hour — 
The joys of that illustrious day. 

5 Then well may mortals try in vain, 
In vain their feeble voices raise ; 
Yet Jesus hears the humble strain, 
And kindly owns our wish to praise. 

6 Dear Saviour, let thy wondrous grace, 
Fill ev'ry heart, and every tongue ; 
Till the full glories of thy face, 

Inspire a sweeter, nobler song. Steele, 



20 HYMN 24, 25. Select. 

HYMN 24. 7s. Redeeming Love. [*] 
Christ's Resurrection and Ascension. Matt, xxviii, 2. 
d 1 A NGELS, roll the rock away ! 

XJL Death, yield up the mighty prey ! 
s See, the Saviour quits the tomb— • 

Glowing with immortal bloom. 
u 2 Shout, ye seraphs ; Gabriel, raise 

Fame's eternal trump of praise ; 
— - Let the earth's remotest bound 

Echo to the blissful sound. 
o 3 Now, ye saints, lift up your eyes ; 

See the Conqueror mount the skies ; 

Troops of angels on the road, 

Hail and sing th' incarnate God. 
g 4 Heav'n unfolds her portals wide — 

Glorious Hero, thro' them ride ; 

King of glory, mount thy throne, 

Boundless empire is thine own. 
s 5 Praise him, ye celestial choirs, 

Praise, and sweep your golden lyres ; 

Praise him in the noblest songs, 

From ten thousand thousand tongues, 
— 6 Let Emmanuel be ador'd — 
d Ransom, Mediator, Lord ; 
o To creation's utmost bound, 

Let th' immortal praise resound. Gibbons 

HYMN 25. 8, 7, & 4. Tamworth. [*] 
Praise to the Redeemer. 
1 "jl/riGHTY God, while angels bless thee, 
e .ItJL May an infant lisp thy name ? 
—Lord of man, as well as angels, 

Thou art every creature's theme. 
* Hallelujah. 

Hallelujah, hallelujah. Amen. 
—2 Lord of every land and nation, 

Ancient of eternal days ! 
© Scunded through the wide creation, 

Be thy j\ st, exalted praise. Hal. 

g 3 For the grandeur of thy nature — 
Grand beyond a seraph's thought — 
For created works of power, 

Works with skill and kindness wrought. Hal. 



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Select. HYMN 26. 21 

4 For thy providence that governs. 

Thro* thine empire's wide domain ; 
e Wings an angel — guides a sparrow — 
o Blessed be thy gentle reign. Hal. 

e 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption, 

Dark thro' brightness all along ! 
e Thought is poor, and poor expression, 
a Who dare sing that awful song? Hal. 

— 6 Brightness of the Father's glory, 
c Shall thy praise, unutter'd lie ? 
d Fly, my tongue, such guilty silence I 
o Sing the Lord who came to die. Hal. 

t 7 Did archangels sing thy coming ? 

Did the shepherds learn their lays ? 
— Shame would cover me, ungrateful, 

Should my tongue refuse to praise. Hal. 

8 From the highest throne in glory, 
a To the cross of deepest wo — 
All to ransom guilty captives ! 
s Flow my praise, for ever flow. Hal. 

o 9 Go, return, immortal Saviour ; 

Leave thy footstool, take thy throna 
g Thence return, and reign for ever ; 

Be the kingdom all thine own. 

Hallelujah, &c. Robinson. 

HYMN 26. C. M. Marlborough, f*] 
Coronation of Christ. Cant, iii, 11. 

1 A LL bail the power of Jesus' name I 
J\. Let angels prostrate fall ; 

Bring forth the royal diadem, 
And crown him — Lord of all. 

2 Crown him, ye morning stars of light, 
Who fix'd this floating ball ; 

Now hail the strength of Israel's might, 
And crown him — Lord of all. 

3 Crown him, ye nArtyrs of our God, 
Who from his altar call ; 

Extol the stem of Jesse's rod, 
o And crown him — Lord of all. 
—4 Hail him, ye heirs of David's line, 
Whom David, Lord, did call : 

The God incarnate ! Man Divine I 
9 And crown him — Lord of all. 



22 HYMN 27. Select. 

— 5 Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, 

Ye ransom'd from the fall, 
Hail him who saves you by his grace, 
© And crown him — Lord of all. 
c 6 Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget, 

The wormwood and the gall ; 
— Go spread your trophies at his feet, 
o And crown him — Lord of all. 
7 Let every kindred, every tribe, 

On this terrestrial ball, 
g To him all majesty ascribe, 

And crown him— Lord of all. DrMAn 

HYMN 27. 6 & 4. Trinity. [*] 
Jesus is King. Rev. xiv, 3. 
1 ir ET us awake our joys, 
JLJ Strike up with cheerful voice — 
Each creature sing ; 
Angels — begin the song, 
Mortals — the strains prolong, 
In accents, sweet and strong, — 
q u Jesus is King." 

— 2 Proclaim abroad his name, 

Tell ©f his matchless fame — 
What wonders done ; 

Shout through hell's dark profound, 

Let the whole earth resound, 

Till the high heav'ns rebound — 
a The vict'ry's won." 
— 3 He vanquish'd sin and hell, 

And the last foe will quell ; 
e Mourners rejoice ! 

His dying love adore : 
o Praise hiji now rais'd in power, 

And triumph ever more, 
With a glad voice. 
o 4 All hail the glorious day, 

When thro' the heav'nly way, 
g Lo, he shall come ! 
e While they who pierc'd him wail, 

His promise shall not fail ; 
o Saints, see your King prevail ; 
d Come, dear Lord, come ! Kingsbur 



Select HYMN 28, 29. 23 

HYMN 28. H. M. Triumph. [*] 
The Kingdom of Christ. Phil, iv, 4. 
s 1 TJEJOICE— the Lord is King*. 
JEl* Your God and King adore ; 
Mortals give thanks and sing, 

And triumph evermore : 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 
2 Rejoice — the Saviour reigns ! 

The God of truth and love ; 
When he had purg'd our stains, 

He took his seat above : 
Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 
— 3 His kingdom cannot fail, 

He rules air, earth, and heaven : 
The keys of death and hell 
Are to our Jesus giv'n : 
o Lift up the heart r lift up the voice, 

Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 
— 5 He all his foes shall quell, 
Shall all our sins destroy ; 
And every bosom swell, 
With pure seraphic joy ; 
o Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 

Rejoice aloud, ye saints rejoice. 
o 6 Rejoice in glorious hope, 

Jesus the Judge shall come — 
And take his servants up 
To their eternal home : 
g We soon shall hear the archangel's voice : 

The trump of God shall sound — rejoice ! Rippon. 

HYMN 29. C. M. Swanwick. [*] 

Glories of God in Redemption. Isai. xliv, 23, 
g 1 X^ATHER — how wide thy glory shines I 

Jl How high thy wonders rise ! 
o Known thro 1 the earth by thousand signs, 

By thousands thro 1 the skies. 
i 2 But when we view thy strange design, 

To save rebellious worms ; 
p Where vengeance and compassion join, 

In their divinest forms ;— 



24 HYMN 30. Select. 

g 3 Here the whole Deity is known ; 

e Nor dares a creature guess — 

e Which of the glories brightest shone — 

d The justice or the grace. 

b 4 Now the full glories of the Lamb, 

Adorn the heav'nly plains : 
Bright seraphs learn Emmanuel's name, 

And try their choicest strains. 
o 5 O may I bear some humble part, 

In that immortal song ! 
s Wonder and joy shall tune my heart, 

And love command my tongue. Watts's Lyr. 

HYMN 30. 6 & 4. C. M. Bermondsey. [*] 

Worthy the Lamb, Rev. v, 12. 
o 1 fi LORY to God on high : 

\jT Let heaven and earth reply — 
o Praise ye his Name ! 

— His love and grace adore, 
e Who all our sorrows bore ; 
«— And sing for evermore — 

o Worthy the Lamb. 

— 2 All they around the throne 
o Cheerfully join in one, 

Praising his Name ; 

We, who have felt his blood, 

Sealing our peace with God, 

Sound his dear name abroad — 
o Worthy the Lamb. 

— • 3 Join all ye ransomM race, 

Our Lord and God to bless ; 
o Praise ye his name : 

o In him we will rejoice, 

And make a joyful noise, 
e Shouting with heart and voice — 
u Worthy the Lamb. 

e 4 What tho 1 we change our place — 

— Yet we shall never cease 

Praising his name : 
o To him our songs we bring — 
t Hail him our gracious King, 
And without ceasing sing, 

Worthy the Lamb. Hill's Coll. 



Select. HYMN 31,32. 25 

HYMN 31. L. M. Munich. Morelon. [*] 
ChrisPs Intercession. Heb. vii, 25. 

1 TTE lives — the great Redeemer lives ; 
o JLJL What joy the blest assurance gives ; 
— And now before his Father God, 

Pleads the full merits of his blood. 
e 2 Repeated crimes awake our fears, 

And justice, arm'd with frowns, appears ; 
— But in the Saviour's lovely face, 
o Sweet mercy smiles — and all is peace ! 
—3 Hence, then, ye black, despairing thoughts- 
Above our fears, above our faults, 
o His powerful intercessions rise ; 

And guilt recedes, and terrour dies. 
e 4 In ev'ry dark distressful hour, 

When sin and Satan join their pow'r, 
— Let this dear hope repel the dart — 

That Jesus bears us on his heart. 

5 Great Advocate, almighty Friend ! 

On him our humble hopes depend ; 
o Our cause can never, never fail, 

For Jesus pleads, and must prevail. Steele. 

HYMN 32. 8 & 7. Calvary. [* j 
Praise to the Redeemer. 

1 TTAIL, thou once despised Jesus ! 
IX Thou didst free salvation bring ; 

By thy death thou didst release us, 
From the tyrant's deadly sting. 

2 Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, 
All our sins on thee were laid ; 

Great High Priest, by God anointed, 
Thou hast full atonement made. 

3 Contrite sinners are forgiven, 
Through the virtue of thy blood : 

Open'd is the gate of heaven, 
Peace is ma/!s for man with God. 

g 4 Jesus, hail ! enthron'd in glory: 
There for ever to abide ; 
All the heav'nly hosts adore thee, 
Seated at thy Father's side. 
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26 HYMN 33. Select 

e 5 There for sinners thou art pleading", 
There thou dost our place prepare ; 
Ever for us interceding, 
Till in heaven we appear. 

o 6 Glory, honour, pow'r and blessing, 

Thou art worth/ to receive ; 
o Loudest praises, without ceasing", 

Meet it is for us to give. Rxppon's Col, 



HYMN 33. 7s. Redeeming Love. [*] 

Redeeming Love. 

o 1 ^JOW begin the heav'nly theme, 

J3I Sing aloud in Jesus' name ; 
— Ye who Jesus' kindness prove, 
Triumph in redeeming love. 

2 Ye who see the Father's grace, 
Beaming in the Saviour's face, 
o As to Canaan on ye move, 
Praise and bless redeeming love. 

e 3 Mourning souls, dry up your tears, 

Banish all your guilty fears ; 
o See your guilt and curse remove, 

Cancell'd by redeeming love. 

e 4 Ye, alas ! who long have been 

Willing slaves of death and sin ! 
— Now from bliss no longer rove, 

Stop, and taste redeeming love. 

o 5 Welcome, all by sin oppress'd — 

Welcome to his sacred rest : 
d Nothing brought him from above, 

Nothing — but redeeming love. 

o 6 He subdu'd th' infernal pow'rs ; 
His tremendous foes and ours, 
From their cursed empire drove, 
Mighty in redeeming love. 

o 7 Hither, then, your music bring, 

u Strike aloud each joyful string ; 

—Mortals, join the hosts above — 

g Join to praise redeeming love. Madan's Col# 



Select. HYMN 34, 35, 27 

HYMN. 34. C. M. Windsor. Plymouth. [*] 

27ie Necessity of Renewing Grace. 
e I TTOW helpless guilty nature lies, 

JLJL Unconscious of its load ! 
c Hie heart, unchanged, can never rise 

To happiness and God. 
p 2 The will perverse, the passions blind, 

In paths of ruin stray ; 
Reason, debas'd, can never find 

The safe, the narrow way. 
€ 3 Can ought, beneath a pow'r divine, 

The stubborn will subdue ? 
o 'Tis thine, almighty Saviour, thine, 

To form the heart anew. 
—4 1 Tis thine the passions to recall, 

And upward bid them rise ; 
And make the scales of errour fall, 

From reason's darkened eyes. 
5 To chase the shades of death away, 

And bid the sinner live ; 
A beam of heav'n, a vital ray — 

'Tis thine alone to give. 
|i 6 O change these wretched hearts of ours, 

And give them life divine ! 
o Then shall our passions and our pow'rs, 

Amighty Lord, be thine ! 

HYMN 35. S. M. Wctchman. [*] 
Prayer for the Spirit, John xiv, 26. 

1 I^OME, Holy Spirit, come, 
\^J Let thy bright beams arise ; 

Dispel the sorrow from our minds — 
The darkness from our eyes. 

2 Convince us of our sin \ 
Then lead to Jesus* blood ; 

And to our wond'ring view icveal 
The secret love of Gol. 

3 Revive our drooping faith ; 
Our doubts and fears remove ; 

And kindle in our breasts the flame 
Of never dying love. 



28 HYMN 36, 37. Select. 

4 'Tis thine to cleanse the heart — 
To sanctify the soul — 
To pour fresh life in ev'ry part, 
And new-create the whole. 
• 5 Dwell, Spirit, in our hearts ; 

Our minds from bondage free ; 
o Then shall we know, and praise, and love, 

The Father, Son, and Thee. Hart, 

HYMN 36. L. M. Carriage, [b] 
Sorrow for Sin. 
p 1 ^k THAT my load of sin wer e gone ! 
\J O that I could at last submit I 
At Jesus 1 feet to lay me down- 
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet. 
e 2 Rest for my soul I long to find : 
Saviour of all, if mine thou art — 
Give me thy meek, thy lowly mind, 
And stamp thine image on my heart. 
— 3 Break off the yoke of inbred sin, 
And fully set my spirit free, 

1 cannot rest till pure within, 
Till I am wholly lost in thee. 

4 Fain would I learn of thee, my God ; 

Thy light and easy burden prove — 

The cross, all stain'd with hallow'd blood — 

The labour of thy dying love. 
d 5 I would — but thou must give the pow'r, 

My heart from ev'ry sin release ; 

Bring near, bring near the joyful hour, 

And fill me with thy perfect peace, 
o 6 Come, Lord, the drooping sinner cheer, 

Nor let thy chariot wheels delay ; 

Appear, in my poor heart appear ; 

My God, my Saviour, come away. 

HYMN 37. C. M. Canterbury. Wantage, [b] 

Repentance. 
. TTTOW oft, alas ! this wretched heart 

JLjL Has wander'd from the Lord ! 
How oft my roving thoughts depart, 

Forgetful of his word ! 

2 Yet SovVeign mercy calls — a Return :* 
Dear Lord, and may I come I 



Select. HYMN 38, 39. 29 

My vile ingratitude I mourn : 
O take the wanderer home. 

3 And canst thou — wilt thou yet forgive, 
And bid my crimes remove? 

And shall a pardon'd rebel live, 
To speak thy wondrous love. 

4 Almighty grace, thy healing powV, 
How glorious — how divine ! 

That can to life and bliss restore, 
So vile a heart as mine. 

5 Thy pard'ning love — so free — so sweet — 
Dear Saviour, I adore ; 

keep me at thy sacred feet, 

And let me rove no more. Steele. 

HYMN 38. L. M. Armley. [b] 
Sinner submitting to God. 

1 "W^HTEARY of struggling with my pain, 

f ▼ Hopeless to burst this sinful chain, 
At length I give the contest o^r, 
And seek to free myself no more. 

2 From my own works at last I cease — 
God, who creates, must seal my peace ; 
Fruitless my toil, and vain my care, 
Unless thy sovereign grace I share. 

t 3 Lord, I despair myself to heal, 

I see my sin, but cannot feel ; 

I cannot, till thy Spirit blow, 

And bid th' obedient waters flow. 
- A 'Tis thine a heart of flesh to give, 

Thy gifts I only can receive ; 

Here then to thee I all resign, 

To draw, redeem, and seal is thine, 
e 5 Speak, gracious Lord, my sickness cure, 

Make *ny infected nature pure ; 

Peace, righteousness, and joy, impart, 

And pour thyself into my ht.art. 

' HYMN 39. C. M. Reading, [b *] 
Sinner resolving to go to Christ. Esth. iv, 16. 
1 ^lOME, humble sinner, in whose breast 

\»y A thousand thoughts revolve ; 
Come with your guilt and fear oppress'd 
And make this last resolve : — 
3* 






30 HYMN 40. Select, 

o2" I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 

w Hath like a mountain rose ; 
14 I know his courts, I'll enter in, 

u Whatever may oppose. 
e 3 " Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 

" And there my guilt confess ; 
p " I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone, 

" Without his sovereign grace. 
o4 u I'll to the gracious King approach, 

u Whose sceptre pardon gives ; 
— u Perhaps he may command my touch — 

u And then the suppliant lives. 
5 w Perhaps he will admit my plea, 

" Perhaps will hear my prayer ; 
e " But if I perish, I will pray, 

u And perish only there. 
-r6 w I can but perish if I go, 

" I am resolv'd to try ; 
w For if I stay away, I know 

" I must for ever die." Joaxs. 

HYMN 40. 7&6. Clark's, [b*] 
The Heart healed by Mercy. 
1 CJIN enslav'd me many years, 

£3 And led me bound and blind ; 
Till at length a thousand fears 
Came swarming o'er my mind. 
o Where, (I said in deep distress,) 
WilL these sinful pleasures end ? 
How shall I secure my peace, 
And make the Lord my friend ? 
— 2 Friends and ministers said much, 

The gospel to enforce ; 
e But my blindness still was such, 
I chose a legal course : 
Much 1 fasted, wateb'd, and strove, 
Scarce would shew my face abroad j 
e Fear'd, almost, to speak or move — 

A stranger still to God. 
— 3 Thus afraid to trust his grace, 

. Long time did I rebel ; 
€ Till despairing of my case, 
Down at his feet I fell : 



Select. HYMN 41, 42. 31 

o Then my stubborn heart he broke, 
And subdu'd me to his sway ; 
By a simple word he spoke — 
d M Thy sins are done away." Cowper. 

HYMN 41. L. M. Islington. [*] 
The happy Change. 
t 1 TN sin, by blinded passions leJ, 

X In search of fancied good we range ; 

The paths of disappointment tread, 

To nothing fix'd — but love of change. 
—-2 But when the Holy Ghost imparts 

A knowledge of the Saviour's love ; 

Our wand'ring, weary, restless hearts, 

Are then renew'd, no more to rove. 
o 3 Now a new principle takes place, 

Which guides and animates the will ; 
— »This love, another name for grace, 

Constrains to good, and bars from ill. 
o 4 By love's pure light we soon perceive 

Our noblest bliss and proper end ; 

And gladly ev'ry idol leave, 

To love and serve our Lord and Friend. 

HYMN 42. L. M. Portugal, [b *] 
The Influences of iht Spirit experienced. John xiv, '6, 17. 
e 1 "JTYEAR Lord — and shall thy Spirit rest, 

5lJ In such a wretched heart as mine ? 
d Unworthy dwelling!— glorious Guest! 

Favours astonishing — divine, 
e 2 When sin prevails, and gloomy fear, 

And hope almost expires in night ; 

Lord, can thy Spirit then be here 
— Great spring of comfort, life, and light? 
o 3 Sure the blest Comforter i3 nigh ; 

'Tis he sustains my fainting heart ; 

Else would my hopes forever die, 

And ev'ry cheering ray depart. 
»— 4 Wher* some kind promise glads my soul, 

Do I not find his healing voice 

The tempest of my fears control, 

And bid my drooping pow'rs rejoice. 



32 HYMN 43, 44. Select, 

5 Whene'er to call the Saviour mine, 
With ardent wish my heart aspires ; 
Can it be less than pow'r Divine, 
Which animates these strong desires ? 

6 And when my cheerful hope can say, 
d u I love my God, and taste his grace," 
e Lord, is it not thy blissful ray, 

Which brings this dawn of sacred peace ? 
— 7 Let thy kind Spirit in my heart 

Forever dwell, O God of love ; 
o And light, and iieav'nly peace impart — 

Sweet earnests of the joys above. Steele. 

HYMN 43. 8s. Bethany. [*] 
Power of Faith. Rom. i, 17. 

1 FliHE moment a sinner believes, 
JL And trusts in his crucified God, 
o His pardon at once he receives — 

Redemption in full through his blood, 
o 2 Tho' thousands and thousands of foes, 

Against him in malice unite — 

Their rage he, thro 1 Christ, can oppose, 

Led forth by the Spirit to fight. 
—3 The faith that unites to the Lamb, 

And brings such salvation as this, ^ 

Is more than mere fancy, or name — 
d The wo~k of God's Spirit it is. 
o 4 It treads on the world, and on hell, 

It vanquishes death and despair, 
e And what is still stranger to tell, 
d It overcomes heav'n by prayer. 
o 5 It says to the mountains, u Depart," 

That stand betwixt God and the soul ; 
e It binds up the broken in heart, 

And makes wounded consciences whole— 
— 6 Bids sins of a crimson-like dye 

Be spotless as snow and as white : 
o And raises the sinner on high, 

To dwell with the angels ofJight. Hart. 

HYMN 44. S. M. Peckham. [*] \ 
Prcciousness of Faith. Eph. ii, 8. 2 Pet. i, 1. 
1 IjlAITH — His a precious grace, 
J? Where'er it is bestow'3 ; 



Select HYMN 45, 46. 33 

It boasts of a celestial birth, 
And is the gift of God. 

2 Jesus it owns as King", 
And all-atoning Priest ; 

It claims no merit of its own, 
But looks for all in Christ. 

3 To him it leads the soul, 
When fill'd with deep distress ; 

Flies to the fountain of his blood, 
And trusts his righteousness. 

4 Since 'tis thy work alone, 
And that divinely free ; 

Lord, send '_he Spirit of thy Son, 

To work this faith in me. Bepome. 

HYMN 45. C. M. Arundel [*] 
Faith encouraged by Ancient Example. Heb. xi, 13. 
O 1 "My ISE, O my soul, pursue the path, 
JOL By ancient worthies trod ; 
Aspiring, view those holy men, 
Who Hv'd and walk'd with God. 
—2 Tho' dead, they speak in reason's ear, 
And in example live ; 
Their faith, and hope, and mighty deeds, 
Still fresh instruction give. 
o 3 'Twas thro' the Lamb's most precious blood, 
They conquer'd ev'ry foe ; 
And to his pow'r and matchless grace, 
Their crowns of life they owe. 
—4 Lord, may I ever keep in view, 
The patterns thou hast giv'n — 
And ne'er forsake the blessed road, 

That led them safe to heav'n. Needham. 

HYMN 46. L. M. Oporto. [*] 
The new Convert. 

1 ITPIHE new-born child of gospel grace, 

A Like some fair tree when summer's nigh, 
Beneath Emmanuel's shining face, 
Lifts up his blooming branch on high. 

2 Nor fears he feels — he sees no foes — 
No conflict yet his faith employs ; 



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HYMN 47. 



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Nor has he learn'd to whom he owes 

The strength and peace his soul enjoys. 
t 3 But sin soon darts its cruel sting 1 ; 

And, comforts sinking day by day, 

What seem'd his own, a self-fed spring, 

Proves but a brook that glides away. 
— 4 When Gideon arm'd his num'rous host, 

The Lord soon made his numbers less ; 

And said, u Lest Israel vainly boast, 
d u My arm secured me this success." 
e 5 Thus will he bring our spirits down, 

And draw our ebbing comforts low ; 
— That, sav 1 d by grace, but not our own, 

We may not claim the praise we owe. Cowpjbr. 



HYMN 47. C. M. Canterbury. [*] 
Comforts, True and False. 
1 £~\ GOD, whose favourable eye 

V-r The sin-sick soul revives ; 
Holy and heav'nly is the joy, 
Thy shining presence gives, 
e 2 Not such as hypocrites suppose, 
Who with a graceless heart, 
Taste not of thee, but drink a dose, 
Prepared by Satan's art. 
—3 Intoxicating joys are theirs, 

Who, while they boast their light, 
And seem'd to soar above the stars, 
Are plunging into night, 
e 4 LulPd in a soft and fatal sleep, 

They sin, and yet rejoice ; 
t Were they indeed the Saviour's sheep, 

Would they not hear his voice ? 
—5 Be mine the comforts that reclaim 

The soul from Satan's pow'r ; 
e That make me blush for what I am, 

And hate my sin the more. 
•—6 'Tis joy enough, my All in All, 
At thy dear feet to lie ; 
Thou wilt not let me lower fall, 

And none can higher fly. OowPWl. 



Select HYMN 48, 49. 35 

HYMN 48. C. M. Mear. [*] 
ZeaZ, True and False, 
1 fWJZAh is that pure and heav'nly flame, 
£LA The fire of love supplies ; 
e Whiie that which often bears the name, 

Is self in a disguise. 
t 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, 

Can pity and forbear ; 
d The false is headstrong 1 , fierce and wild ; 
And breathes revenge and war. 

— 3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, 

He knows the worth of peace ; 
But self contends for names and forms, 

Its party to increase. 
4 Zeal has attained its highest aim, 

Its end is satisfy'd, 
If sinners love the Saviour's name ; 

Nor seeks it ought beside. 
d 5 But self, however well employ'd, 

Has its own ends in view ; 
And says, as boasting Jehu cryM, 

" Come, see what I can do. 1 ' 
--6 Self may its poor reward obtain, 

And be applauded here ; 
But zeal the best applause will gain, 

When Jesus shall appear. 
7 Dear Lord, the idol self dethrone, 

And from our hearts remove ; 
And let no zeal by us be shown, 

But that which springs from love. Newtow; 

HYMN 49. C. M. Abridge, [b] 
Not go away from Christ. John vi, 67 — 69. 
1 "¥1J7"HEN any turn from Zion's way, 
c Y ▼ (Alas, what numbers do !) 

— Methinks I hear my Saviour say, 
d " Wilt thou forsake me too ?" 
e 2 Ah, Lord ! with such a heart as mine, 
Unies3 thou hold me fast, 
I feel I must, I shall decline, 
And prove like them at last. 



36 HYMN 50,51. Select. 

— 3 Yet thou alone hast pow'r, I know, 

To save a wretch like me; 
e To whom, or whither could I go, 

If I should turn from thee ? 
—4 Beyond a doubt, I rest assur'd, 

Thou art the Christ of God ; 
o Who hast eternal life secur'd, 

By promise and by blood. 
— 5 No voice but thine can give me rest, 

And bid my fears depart ; 
o No love but thine can make me blest, 

And satisfy my heart. 
e 6 What anguish has this question stirr'd, 
a ' If I will also go V 
— Yet, Lord, relying on thy word, 
d I humbly answer — no ! Newton. 

HYMN 50. L. M. Carthage, [b *] 
Not ashamed of Jesus, Mark viii, 38. 

1 TESUS, and shall it ever be, 

Cr A mortal man asham'd of thee ! 
Scorn 1 d be the tho't, by rich and poor, 
O may I scorn it more and more. 

2 Asham'd of Jesus ! — sooner far 
Let evening blush to own a star ; 
He sheds the beams of light divine, 
O'er this benighted soul of mine. 

3 Asham'd of Jesus ! — that dear Friend, 
In whom my hopes of heav'n depend ! 
No ! when 1 blush, be this* my shame, 
That I no more revere his name. 

p 4 Asham'd of Jesus ! — yes I may — 

When I've no sins to wash away ; 

No tear to wipe, no good to crave, 

No fear to quell, no soul to save. 
— 5 Till then, (nor is my boasting vain,) 

Till then I boast a Saviour slain ! 

And, O may this my glory be, 

That Christ is not asham'd of me ! Grigg. 



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HYMN 51. C. M. Colchester. [*] 
Inconstancy in Religion. Hosea vi, 4. 
^ERPETUAL Source of light and grace, 
We hail thy sacred Name : 



Select. HYMN 52. 37 

Through ev'ry year's revolving round, 

Thy goodness is the same. 
2 On us, all worthless as we are, 
It wondrous mercy pours ; 
© Sure as the heav'n's establish'd course, 

And plenteous as the show'rs. 
e 3 Inconstant service we repay, 
And treach'rous vows renew ; 
False as the morning's scatt'ring cloud, 
And transient as the dew. 
p 4 In flowing tears our guilt we mourn, 
And loud implore thy grace, 
To bear our feeble footsteps on, 
In all thy righteous ways. 
o 5 Arm'd with this energy divine, 
Our souls shall steadfast move ; 
o And with increasing transports press, 

On to thy courts above. 
— 6 So by thy pow'r the morning sun 

Pursues his radiant way ; 
o Brightens each moment in his race, 
o And shines to perfect day. Doddridge. 

HYMN 52. C. M. Canterbury, [b] 

that I were as in months past. Job xxix, 2. 
b 1 ^1 WEET was the time, when first I felt 

^ The Saviour's pard'ning blood, 
Apply'd to cleanse my soul from guilt, 
And bring me home to God. 
o 2 Soon as the morn the light reveal'd, 
His praises tun'd my tongue ; 
And when the ev'ning shades prevail'd, 
His love was all my song. 
—3 (In vain the tempter spread his wiles, 
The world no more could charm ; 
I liv'd upon my Saviour's smiles, 
And lean'd upon his arm.) 
o 4 In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord, 
And saw his glory shine ; 
And when I read his holy word, 

1 call'd each promise mine. 

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38 HYMN 53. Select 

e 5 But now — when ev'ning shade prevails, 
My soul in darkness mourns: 
And when the morn the light reveals, * 

No light to me returns. 
6 My pray'rs are now a chatt'ring noise, 

For Jesus hides his face ; 
I read — the promise meets my eyes — 
But will not reach my case. 
— 7 Rise, Lord, and help me to prevail — 

O make my soul thy care ; 
o 1 know thy mercy cannot fail, 
— Let me that mercy share. New ton 

HYMN 53. 8s. Bethany, [b] 

Faith fainting. 

e 1 "CINCOMPASS^D with clouds of distress, 
MjJ Just ready all hope to resign ; 

I pant for the light of thy face, 

And fear it will never be mine : 
p DisheartenM with waiting so long, 

I sink at thy feet with my load ; 

All-plaintive I pour out my song, 

And stretch forth my hands unto God. 
— 2 Shine, Lord, and my terrour shall cease ; 

The blood of atonement apply ; 

And lead me to Jesus for peace, 

The rock that is higher than I : 
o Speak, Saviour, for sweet is thy voice, 

Thy presence is fair to behold ; 
— Attend to my sorrows and cries, 
e My groanings that cannot be told. 
~- 3 If sometimes 1 strive, as I mourn, 

My hold on thy promise to keep ; 
o The billows more fiercely return, 

And plunge me again in the deep. 
— While harass' d and cast from thy sight, 

The tempter suggests with a roar, 
d M The Lord has forsaken thee quite ; 

16 Thy God will be gracious no more." 
c 4 Yet, Lord, if thy love has desi^n'd 

No covenant blessing for me, 

Ah, tell me, how is it I find 

Some pleasure in waiting for thee ? 



Select HYMN 54. 39 

o Almighty to rescue thou art ; 

Thy grace is my shield and my tow'r : 
o Come succour and gladden my heart, 

Let this be the day of thy power. Rippow's Col. 

HYMN 54. 7s. Fairfax, [b] 
Self Examination. 

1 TF1IS a point I long to know, 

JL Oft it causes anxious thought :— 
e Do I love the Lord, or no ? 
Am I his, or am I not ? 

2 If I love, why am I thus ? 
Why this dull, this lifeless frame ? 
Hardly, sure, can they be worse ; 
Who have never heard his name. 

3 Could my heart so hard remain, 
Pray'r a task and burden prove — 
Ev'ry trifle give me pain — 

If I knew a Saviour's love ? 
c 4 When I turn my eyes within, 

All is dark, and vain, and wild ; 

FilPd with unbelief and sin — 

Can I deem myself a child ? 

5 If I pray, or hear, or read, 

Sin is mix'd with all I do ; 
d You who love the Lord indeed, 

Tell me — is it so with you. 
o 6 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, 

Find my sin a grief and thrall ; 

Should I grieve for what I feel, 

If I did not love at all ! 

7 Could I joy his saints to meet, 

Choose the ways I once abhorr'd — 

Find, at times, the promise sweet, 

If 1 did not love the Lord ? 
— 8 Lord, decide the doubtful case I 

Thou who art thy people's sun ; 

Shine upon thy work of grace, 

If it be indeed begun. 

9 Let me love thee more and more f 

If I love at all, I pray ; 

If I have not lov'd before, 

Help me to begin to-day. Newtox. 



40 HYMN 55, 56. Selec. 

HYMN 55. 8s. Consolation. [*] 
Hie Holy Spirit addressed under darkness. 

1 T|ESCEND, Holy Spirit, the Dove, 
MJ And visit a sorrowful breast ; 

e My burden of guilt to remove, 

And bring" me assurance and rest ; 
— Thou only hast power to relieve 

A sinner overwhelm'd with his load ; 

The sense of redemption to give, 

And sprinkle his heart with the blood. 

2 With me, if of old thou hast strove, 
And kindly withheld me from sin ; 
Resolv'd by the strength of thy love, 
My worthless affections to win ; 
The work of thy mercy revive, 
Invincible mercy exert, 

And keep my weak graces alive, 
And set up thy rest in my heart. 

3 If when I have put thee to grief, 
And madly to folly return' d, 

Thy goodness has been my relief, 
And lifted me up as 1 mourn'd ; 

Spirit of pity and grace, 
Relieve me again and restore ; 
My spirit in holiness raise, 

To fall, and to grieve thee, no more : 
e 4 If now I lament after God, 

And pant for a taste of his love— 
c If Jesus, who pour' d out his blood, 

Obtain' d me a mansion above ; — 
o Come, heav'nly Comforter, come, 

Sweet witness of mercy divine ! 
o And make me thy permanent home, 

And seal me eternally thine. Rippojr. 

HYMN 56. L. M. Sicilian. [* b] 

Prayer answered by Crosses. 

1 "I* ASK'D the Lord that I might grow 
X In faith, and love, and every grace ; 

Might more of his salvation know, 
And seek more earnestly his face. 

2 'Twas he who taught me thus to pray, 
And he, I trust, has answer 1 d prayer ; 



Select. HYMN 57, 58. 41 

But it has been in such a "way, 

As almost drove me to despair. 

3 I hop'd that in some favour'd hour, 

At once he'd answer my request ; 

And by his love's constraining- pow'r, 

Subdue my sins, and give me rest. 
e 4 Instead of this, he made me feel 

The hidden evils of my heart ; 

And let the angTy pow'rs of hell 

Assault my soul in ev'ry part. 
a 5 Yea, more — with his own hand he seem'd 

Intent to aggravate my wo ; 

Cross'd all the fair designs I schem'd, 

Blasted my gourds, and laid me low. 
c 6 Lord, why is this ? I trembling cry'd, 

Wilt thou pursue thy worm to death ? 
d u 'Tis in thi3 way (the Lord reply'd,) 

M I answer pray'r for grace and faith. 

7 u These inward trials I employ, 

a From self and pride, to set thee free, 

u And break thy schemes of earthly joy, 

u That thou may'st seek thy all in me." Newtow. 

HYMN 57. L. M. PleyePs. [*] 
Inconstancy lamented. 
1 TkEAR Jesus, when, when shall it be, 

JLJ That I no more shall break with thee ? 
When will this war of passion cease, 
And I enjoy a lasting peace ? 
e 2 Here I repent, and sin again, 

Sometimes revive, sometimes am slain ; 
Slain with the same malignant dart, 
Which, oh ! too often wounds my heart. 
—3 When, gracious Lord, when shall it be, 

That I shall find my all in thee — 
o The fulness of thy promise prove, 

And feast on thine eternal love ? Porriwgtoh. 

HYMN 58. U M, Bath, [b *] 
Conflict between Sin and Holiness. Gal. v, 17. 
1 X7|7"HAT jarring natures dwell within— 
f T Imperfect grace, remaining sin ! 

4* 



42 HYMN 59. Select 

Not this can. reign, nor that prevail, 

Tho 1 each by turns my heart assail, 
e 2 Now I complain, and groan, and die-* 
o Now raise my songs of triumph high ; 
o Sing a rebellious passion slain, 
c Or mourn to feel it live again. 
o 3 One happy hour beholds me rise, 

Evirne upwards to my native skies; 

When faith assists my soaring flight, 

To realms of joy, and worlds of light, 
e 4 Scarce a few hours or minutes roll, 

Ere earth reclaims my captive soul ; 
— I feel its sympathetic force, 

And headlong urge my downward course. 
e 5 How short the joys thy visits give ! 

How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve ! 

What clouds obscure my rlsmg sun, 

Or interrupt its rays at noon ! 
— 6 Great God, assist me through th« fight, 

Make me to triumph in thy might ; 

Thou the desponding heart canst raise, 

The viot'ry mine, and thine the praise. 

Cruttendoit. 

HYMN 59. C. M. Tunbridge. [*] 
Watchfulness and Prayer, 

c 1 A LAS, what hourly dangers rise ! 

JLA. What snares beset my way! 
— To heaven then let me lift my eyes, 

And hourly watch and pray. 
p 2 How oft my mournful Mio'ts complain, 

And melt in flowing' tears ! 
C My weak resistance, ah 1 , how vain I 
e How strong my foes and fears ! 

— 3 O gracious God, in whom I live, 
My feeble efforts aid ; 
Help me to watch, and pray, and strive, 
e Though trembling and afraid. 
«— 4 Increase my faith, increase my hope, 
When foes and fears prevail ; 
And bear my fainting spirit up, 
e Or soon my strength will fail 



Select. HYMN 60. 43 

— 5 When strong" temptations fright my heait, 

Or lure my feet aside ; 
o My God, thy powerful aid impart — 

My guardian and my guide. 

—6 Still keep me in thy heavenly way, 
o And bid the tempter flee ; 
—And never let me go astray, 

From happiness and thee. Steelk. 

HYMN 60. 8, 7 & 4. Hclmsley. [*] 
Hope encouraged, Ps. xlii, 5. 
e 1 4~\ MY soul, what means this sadness ? 

\J Wherefore art thou thus cast down ? 
o Let thy griefs be turn'd to gladness ; 
Bid thy restless fears be gone : 

Look to Jesus, 
And rejoice in his dear name. 

—2 What though Satan's strong temptations, 
Vex and grieve thee day by day ; 
And thy sinful inclinations 
Often fill thee with dismay ; 

o Thou shalt conquer- 

Thro' the Lamb's redeeming blood. 

—3 Tho' ten thousand ills beset tiiee^ 

From without and from within ; 
o Jesus saith he'll ne'er forget thee, 

But will save from hell and sin : 
He is faithful 

To perform his gracious word. 

—4 Tho' distresses now attend thee, 
And thou tread'st the thorny road ; 

o His right hand shall still defend thee ; 
Soon hell bring thee home to God ! 

Therefore praise him — 
Praise the great Redeemer's name. 

— 5 O that I could now adore him, 

Like the heavenly host above, 
o Who forever bow before him, 

And unceasing sing his love ! 
• Happy songsters ! 

When shall I your chorus join ? FAWCE'fT. 



44 HYMN 61, 62. Select. 

HYMN 61. C. M. Bedford. [*] 
Lively Hope and gracious Fear, 
©IT WAS a grov'ling creature once, 
JL And basely cleav'd to earth ; 
I wanted spirit to renounce 
The clod that gave me birth* 

—2 But God has breath' d upon a worm, 
And sent me from above, 
Wings such as clothe an angel'3 form, 
The wings of joy and love. 

o 3 With these, to Pisgah's top I fly, 

And there delighted stand ; 

To view, beneath a shining sky, 

The spacious promis'd land. 

o 4 The Lord of all the vast domain, 
Has promis'd it to me : 
The length and breadth of all the plain, 
As far as faith can see. 

—5 How glorious is my privilege ! 

To thee for help 1 call ; 
€ I stand upon a mountain's edge, 

O save me, lest I fall ! 

• 6 Tho' much exalted in the Lord, 

My strength" is not my own ; 
e Then let me tremble at his word, 
o' And none shall cast me down. Cowpeiu 

HYMN 62. L. P. M. Sheffield. [*] 
•Assurance. Jer. xxxi, 3. 

1 TESUS, I know, both died for me,— 
•_J This is my hope, my joy, my rest ! 

Hither when hell assails, I flee, 

And look into my Saviour's breast : 
o Away, sad doubts, and anxious fear — 
c Mercy is all that's written there. 

2 Tho' waves and storms go o'er my head, 

e Tho' strength, and health, and friends, be gone : 
Tho' joys be wither'd all, and dead, 
And every comfort be withdrawn ; 

g Steadfast on this my soul relies — 
Father thy mercy never dies, 



Select. HYMN 63, 64. 45 

— 3 Fix'd on this rock will I remain, 

e When heart shall fail, and flesh decay ; 

g A rock which shall my soul sustain, 

When earth's foundations melt away ! 
s Mercy's full power I then shall prove, 

Lov'd with an everlasting love ! LYNDItL. 

HYMN~63. L. M. Psalm 91th. [b] 
Christ, the Believers Ark. 1 Pet. iii, 20, 21 , 

1 T¥\ HE deluge, at the Almighty's call, 

JL In what impetuous streams it fell ! 
Swallow'd the mountains in its rage, 
And swept a guilty world to hell. 

2 In vain the tallest sons of pride 
Fled from the close pursuing wave ; 
Nor could their mightiest towers defend, 
Nor swiftness 'scape, nor courage save. 

e 3 How dire the wreck .' how loud the roar ! 

How 9hrill the universal cry — 

Of millions in the last despair — 

Re-echo'd from the low'ring sky. 
c 4 Yet Noah, humble, happy saint, 

Surrounded with the chosen few, 

Sat in his ark, secure from fear, 

And sang the grace that steer'd him through, 
o 5 So may I sing, in Jesus safe, 

While storms of vengeance round me fall ; 

Conscious how high my hopes are fix'd, 

Beyond what shakes this earthly ball. 
— 6 Enter thine ark, while patience waits, 

Nor ever quit that sure retreat ; 
o Then the wide flood that buries earth, 

Shall waft thee to a fairer seat. 
t 7 Nor wreck nor ruin there is seen \ 

There not a wave of trouble rolls ; 

But the bright rainbow round the throne, 

Seals endless life to all their souls. Doddridge. 

HYMN 64. 8 & 7. Emmaus. [*] 
Christ, a Friend closer than a Brother. Prov. xviit. 24. 
1 ^\NE there is, above all others, 

V-F Well deserves the name of Friend ; 
His is love beyond a brother's, 
Costly, free, and knows no end : 



46 HYMN 65. Select 

They who once his kindness prove, 

Find it everlasting love. 
c 2 Which of all our friends, to save us 

Could, or would have shed their blood ? 
o But our Jesus died to have us, 

Reconcil'd in him to God : 
9 This is boundless love indeed ! 

Jesus is a friend in need. 
t 3 When he liv'd on earth abased, 

Friend of sinners was his name ; 
—Now above all glory raised, 

He rejoices in the same : 

Still he calls them brethren, friends, 

And to all their wants attends, 
e 4 Oh for grace our hearts to soften ! 

Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; 
We, alas ! forget too often, 

What a Friend we have above : 
o But when home our souls are bro't, 

We will love thee as we ought. Newton*- 

HYMN 65. C. M. St Ann's. Mear. [b] 
Manna, or Daily Supply, Exod. xvi, 18. 

1 "RMTANNA to Israel well supply'd 
XT JL The want of other bread ; 

While God is able to provide, 
His people will be fed. 

2 Of his kind care, how sweet a proof! 
It suited every taste : 

Who gather' d most had just enough, 
Enough who gather'd least. 
o 3 'Tis still our gracious Lord provides, 
Our comforts and our cares ; 
His own unerring hand provides, 
And gives us each our shares. 
e 4 He knows how much the weak can bear, 

And helps them when they cry ; 
o The strongest have no strength to spare, 

For such he'll strongly try. 
—5 Daily they saw the manna come, 
And cover all the ground ; 
But what they try'd to keep at home, 
Corrupted soon was found. 



Select. HYMN 66, 67. 47 

e 6 Vain their attempts to store it up ; 

This was to tempt the Lord : 
o Israel must live by faith and hope, 

And not upon a hoard. Newtojt. 

HYMN 66. C. M. York. [*] 
Joys of Saints, Neh. ix, 10. 
1 TOY is a fruit that will not grow, 
Cr In nature's barren soil ; 
e All we can boast, till Christ we know, 

Is vanity and toil. 
— 2 But where the Lord has planted grace, 

And made his glories known ; — 
o There fruits of heavenly joy and peace, 
Are found — and there alone. 

t 3 A bleeding Saviour seen by faith, 
— A sense of pard'ning love, — 
o A hope that triumphs over death, 
o Gives joys like those above. 

—4 To take a glimpse within the vail, 

To know that God is mine — 
o Are springs of joy that never fail, 

Unspeakable, divine ! 
— 5 These are the joys which satisfy, 

And sanctify the mind ; 
o Which make the spirit mount on high, 

And leave the world behind. Newton. 

HYMN 67. C. M. Hymn 2d. [*] 
Walking with God. Gen. v, 24. 
1 ^"\H ! for a closer walk with God, 

\J A calm and heavenly frame ; 
And light to shine upon the road, 
That leads me to the Lamb I 
e 2 Where is the blessedness I knew, 
When first I saw the Lord ? 
Where is the soul refreshing view 
Of Jesus, and his word ? 
—3 What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd ! 

How sweet their mem'ry still ! 
t But they have left an aching void, 
The world can never fill. 



48 HYMN 68, 69. Select. 

—4 Return, O holy Dove, return, 
Sweet messenger of rest ; 
1 hate the sins that made thee mourn, 
And drove thee from my breast. 

5 The dearest idol I have known, 
Whate'er that idol be — 

Help me to tear it from thy throne, 
And worship only thee. 

6 So shall my walk be close with God, 
Calm and serene my frame ; 

o And purer light shall mark the road, 

That leads me to the Lamb. Cowper. 

HYMN 68. C. M. Abridge. [*] 
Light Shining out of Darkness. 

1 {^\ OD moves in a mysterious way, 
\JJC His wonders to perform ; 

He plants his footsteps in the sea, 
And rides upon the storm. 

2 Deep in unfathomable mines, 
Of never-failing skill ; 

He treasures up his bright designs, 

And works his sovereign will. 
o 3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, 

The clouds ye so much dread, 
Are big with mercy, and shall break 

With blessings on your head. 
—4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 

But trust him for his grace ; 
« Behind a frowning providence, 
o He hides a smiling face. 
— 5 His purposes will ripen fast, 

Unfolding every hour ; 
The bud may have a bitter taste, 

But sweet will be the flow'r. 
• 6 Blind unbelief is sure to err, 

And scan his work in vain ; 
Q God is his own interpreter, 

And he will make it plain. Cowper. 



o 



HYMN 69. L. M. PleyePs. [b] 
Afflictions sanctified by the Word. 
HOW I love thy holy word, 
Thy gracious covenant, O Lord \ 



Select. HYMN 70. 49 

It guides me in the peaceful way ; 

1 think upon it all the day. 

2 What are the mines of shining 1 wealth ? 
The strength of youth, the bloom of health ? — 
What are all joys, compared with those, 
Thine everlasting word bestows ? 

e 3 Long unamicted, undisniay'd, * 

In pleasure's path, secure I stray'd : 
— Thou mad'st me feel thy chast'ning rod, 
a And straight I turn'd unto my God. 
e 4 What tho' it pierc'd my fainting heart — 
• I bless thine hand that caus'd the smart ; 
t It taught my tears a while to flow, 
o But sav'd me from eternal wo. 
e 5 .Oh ! hadst thou left me unchastis'd, 

Thy precepts I had still despis'd ; 

And still the snare in secret laid, 

Had my unwary feet betray'd. 
o 6 I love thee, therefore, O my God, 

And breathe towards thy dear abode ; 

Where, in thy presence, fully blest, 

Thy chosen saints for ever rest. Cowper, 

" HYMN 70. C. M. Barby. [*] "* 

Submission. 
1 |^| LORD, my best desire fulfil, 

\Jr And help me to resign, 
Life, health, and comfort to thy will, 
And make thy pleasure mine. 
t 2 Why should I. shrink at,_ y command, 
Whose love forbids my fears ? 
Or tremble at the gracious ha^d, 
That wipes away my tears ? 
— 3 No, let me rather freely yield 
What most I prize, to thee ; 
Who never hast a good withheld, 

Or wilt withhold from me. 
4 Thy favour, all my journey through, 

Thou art engag'd to grant ; 
What else I want, or think I do, 
'Tis better still to want-. 
o 5 Wisdom and mercy guide my way ; 
c Shall I resist them both ? 
e A poor blind creature of a day ? 
And crush' d before the moth J 
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50 HYMN 71, 72. Select. 

—6 But ah ! my inward spirit cries, 
Still bind me to thy sway ; 
Else the next cloud that veils my skies, 

Drives all these thoughts away. Cowper. 

HYMN 71. CM. Bedford. [*b] 
Resignation. It is the Lord. 1 Sam. iii, 18. 

1 TT is the Lord — enthron'd in light, 
JL Whose claims are all divine ; 

Who has an undisputed right, 
To govern me and mine. 

2 It is the Lord — who governs all — 
My wealth, my friends, my ease ; 

And of his bounties may recall 

Whatever part he please, 
e 3 It is the Lord — should I distrust, 

Or contradict his will ? 
— Who cannot do but what is just, 

And must be righteous still. 
4 It is the Lord — who can sustain 

Beneath the heaviest load, 
o From whom assistance I obtain, 

To tread the thorny road. 
— 5 It is the Lord — whose matchless skill 

Can from afflictions raise — 
o Matter, eternity to fill 

With ever growing praise. 
—6 It is the Lord — my cov'nant God, 
o Thrice blessed be his Name, 

Whose gracious promise, seaPd with blood, 

Must ever be the same. 
o 7 His cov'nant will my soul defend, 

Should nature's self expire ; 
§■ And the great Judge of all descend 

In awful flaming fire. Gheev. 

HYMN 72. C. M. Tunbridge. [*] 
Self-denial: or, Beanng the Cross. Mark viii, 38. 
e 1 TTfclDST thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame, 
JLT And bear the cross for me ? 
And shall I fear to own thy name, 
Or thy disciple be ? 



Select. HYMN 73. 5J 

- — 2 Inspire my soul with life divine. 
And make me truly bold ; 
Let knowledge, faith, and meekness shine, 
Nor love, nor zeal grow cold. 
o 3 Let mockers scoff, the world defame, 
And treat me with disdain ; 
Still may I glory in thy name, 
And count reproach my gain. 
o 4 To thee I cheerfully submit, 
And all my pow'rs res.*jri ; 
Let Wisdom point out what is fit, 

And P]l no more repine. KiRHAfti, 

HYMN 73. C. M. Reading. [*j 
Contentment. Phil, iv, 11. 

1 H/xJERCE passions discompose the mind, 
JO As tempests vex the sea ; 

But calm content and peace we find, 
"When, Lord, we trust in thee. 

2 In vain by reason, and by rule, 
"We try to bend the will ; 

For none but in the Saviours school, 
Can learn the heavenly skill. 

3 Since at hfc feet my soul has sat, 
His gracious words to hear ; 

Contented with my present state, 
I cast on him my care. 

4 M Art thou a sinner, soul ?£' he said, 
u Then how canst thou complain ? 

M How light thy troubles here, if weigh'd 
" With everlasting pain ! 

5 u if thou of murm'ring wouldst be cur'd, 
u Compare thy griefs with mine ; 

" Think what my love for thee endur'd — 
a And thou wilt not repine. 

6 " 'Tis I appoint thy daily lot, 
w And I do all things well ; 

•' Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot, 
u And rise with me to dwell. 

7 u In life my grace shall strength supply, 
M Proportioned to thy day ; 

M At death thou still shalt find me nigh, 
u To wipe thy tears away." 



62 HYMN 74, 75. Select 

8 Thus I, who once my wretched days, 

In vain repining spent ; 
Taught in my Saviour's school of grace, 

Have learn'd to be content. Cowper. 

HYMN 74. C. M. St. Jinn's. [*] 
Th e Lord will Provide. Gen. xxii, 14. 

1 fYlH-E saints should never be dismay' d, 

JL Nor sink in hopeless fear ; 
For when they least expect his aid, 
The Saviour will cppear. 

2 This Abrah'm found : he rais'd the knife, 
d God saw, and said, c Forbear ; — 

' Yon ram shall yield his meaner life : 
* Behold the victim there.' 
—3 Once David seem'd Saul's certain prey ; 
d But hark ! the foe's at hand : 
— Saul turns his anns another way, 
To save the invaded land. 
4 When Jonah sunk beneath the wave, 
He thought to rise no more ; 
o But God prepar'd a fish, to save, 

And bear him to the shore. 
— 5 Elest proofs of pow'r and grace divine, 
That meet us in his word ! 
May ev'ry deep felt care of mine, 

Be trusted with the Lord. 
6 Wait for his seasonable aid, 
And though it tarry, wait : 
The promise may be long delay'd ; 

But cannot come too late. Cowper. 

HYMN 75. H. M. Allerton. [*] 
Tlte Lord my Banner. Exod. xvii, 15. 
e 1 TT> Y whom was David taught 
JS3 To aim the dreadful blow, 
When .ie Goliah fought, 
And laid th^ Pittite lo w ? 
— No sword nor spear the stripling took, 

But chose a pebble from ths brook. 
o 2 'Twas Israel's God and King, 
Who sent him to the fight ; 
Who gave him strength to sling, 
And skill to aim aright : 



Select. HYMN 76. 63 

— Ye feeble saints, your strength endures, 

Because young David's God is yours. 
e 3 Who order'd Gideon forth, 
To storm the invader's camp, — 
With arms of little worth, 
A pitcher and a lamp ? 
The trumpets made his coming known ; 
And all the host was overthrown. 
o 4 Oh ! I have seen the day, 
When with a single word — 

God helping me to say, \ 

e c My trust is in the Lord,' — 
o My soul has que.U'd a thousand foes, 

Fearless of all that could oppose, 
e 5 But unbelief, self-will, 

Self-righteousness and pride — 
How often do they steal 
My weapons from my side I 
o Yet David's Lord, and Gideon's Friend, 

Will help his servant to the end. Cowtjsr. 

HYMN 76. C. M. York. [*] 
TTte Lord that healeth. Exod. xv. 
1 TTTEAL us, Emmanuel ; — here we are, 

JLJL Waiting to feel thy touch : 
Deep wounded souls to thee repair ; 
e And, Saviour, we are such. 
—2 Our faith is feeble, we confess, 

We faintly trust thy word; 
c But wilt thou pity us the less ? — 
d Be that far from thee, Lord I 
— 3 Remember him who once applied, 

With trembling for relief; 
d " Lord, I believe." with tears he cried ; 

" O help my unbelief." 
—4 She too who touch'd thee in the press, 

And healing virtues stole, 
d Was answer'd u Daughter, go in peace ; 

u Thy taith hath made thee whole." 
—5 Conceal'd amidst the gath'ring throng, 

She would have shunn'd thy view; 
And if her faith was firm and strong", 

Had some misgiving's too. 
5* ° ° 



54 HYMN 77,78. Select 

6 Like her with hopes and fears we come, 
To touch thee if we may ; 
e Oh ! send us not despairing home — 

Send none unheal 1 d away. Cowpeh 

HYMN 77. L. M. Arrnley. [*] 
The Lord send Peace. Judg. vi, 24. 
e 1 TTESUS, whose blood so freely stream' d 

fj To satisfy the law's demand — 
o By thee from guilt and wrath redeem'd, 

Before the Father's face we stand, 
— 2 To reconcile offending man, 

Make justice drop her angry rod! 
c What creature would have form'dihe plan? 

Or who fulfil it, but— a God? 
—3 No drop remains of all the curse, 

For wretches who deserv'd the whole ; 

No arrows dipt in wrath to pierce 

The guilty, but returning soul. 
e 4 Peace, by such means, so dearly bought, 

What rebel could have hop'd to see ? 
p Peace — by his injur'd Sov'reign wrought — 

His Sov'reign fasten'd to the tree ! 
— 5 Now, Lord, thy feeble worm prepare ; 

For strife with earth and hell begins ; 

Confirm and gird me for the war ; 

They kate the soul who hates his sins. 
e 6 Let them in horrid league agree I 

They may assault, they may distress ; 
o But cannot quench thy love to me, 

Nor rob me of the Lord my peace. Cowper. 

HYMN 78. G. M. Hymn 2d. Sunday. [*] 
Thankfulness for Providential Goodness. 
1 XT7HEN all thy mercies, O my God, 
▼ T My rising soul surveys ; 
O Transported with the view, I'm lost 

In wonder, love, and praise. 

—2 Thy providence my life sustain'd 

And all my wants redress'd, 

When in the silent womb I lay 5 

Or hung upon the breast. 



Select. HYMN 79. 65 

3 To all my weak complaints and cries, 

Thy mercy lent an ear ; 
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learn'd 

To form themselves in prayer, 
e 4 When in the si ipp'ry paths of youth, 

With heedless steps I ran, 
o Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 

And led me up to man. 
5 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou 

With health renew' d my face ; 
e And when in sin and sorrow sunk, 
o Reviv'd my soul with grace. 
o 6 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts 

My daily thanks employ ; 
e Nor is the least a cheerful heart, 

That tastes those gifts with joy. 
«— 7 Through ev'ry period of my life, 

Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
o And after death, in distant worlds, 

The glorious theme renew. 
o 8 Through all eternity — to thee 

A grateful song I'll raise ; 
e For O, eternity's too short, 

To utter all thy praise. Addison. 

HYMN 79. C. M. Swanwick. [*] 
Encouragement to trust and love God. Ps. xxxiv. 
1 FTIHROUGH all the changing scenes of life, 

JL In trouble and in joy, 
The praises of my God shall still 
My heart and tongue employ. 
o 2 Of his deliverance I will boast, 
Till all who are distress' d, 
From my example comfort take, 
And charm their griefs to rest. 
• 3 The hosts of God encamp around 
The dwellings of the just ; 
Protection'he affords to all, 

Who make his Name their trust. 
—4 O make but trial of his love, 
Experience will decide, 
How bless' d are they, and only they, 
Who in his truth confide. 



56 HYMN 80, 81. Select. 

e 5 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then 

Have nothing else to fear : 
o Make you his service your delight, 

Your wants shall be his care. Tate 

HYMN 80. 8 & 7. Love Divine. [*] 
Grateful Recollection. 1 Sam. vii, 12. 

1 /"^OME, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing 1 , 

V»y Tune my heart to sing thy grace ; 
Streams of mercy never ceasing, 

Call for songs of loudest praise. 
o Teach me some melodious sonnet, 

Sung by naming tongues above : 
o Praise the mount. — I'm fix'd upon it — 
u Mount of God's unchanging love. 
— 2 Here I raise my Ebenezer, 

Hither by thine help I'm come ; 
And I hope, by thy good pleasure, 

Safely to arrive at home. 
e Jesus sought me when a stranger, 

Wand'ring from the fold of God ; 
o He to rescue me from danger, 

InterposM with precious blood. ■'> "'•: 

e 3 O ! to grace how great a debtor, 

Daily I'm constrain'd to be ! 
—Let that grace now, like a fetter, 

Bind my wand'ring heart to thee : 
• Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it — 

Prone to leave the God I love — 
d Here's my heart — O take and seal it ; 

Seal it from thy courts above. Robinson. 

HYMN 81. 8s. Consolation. [*] 
Excellencies of Christ. 
1 TJOW shall I my Saviour set forth ? 

JLJL How shall I his beauties declare ? 
O how shall I speak of his worth, 
Or what his chief dignities are ? 
o His angels can never express, 

Nor saints who sit nearest his throne, 
How rich are his treasures of grace : — 
e No i this is a myst'ry unknown. 



Select. HYMN 82. 57 

g 2 In him all the fulness of God 
For ever transcendently shines ; 
e Though once like a mortal he stood, 

To finish his gracious designs : 
p Though once he was nail'd to the cross, 

Vile rebels like me to set free ; 
— His glory sustained no loss, 
g Eternal his kingdom shall be. 
— 3 His wisdom, his love, and his pow'r, 

Seem'd then, with each other to vie ; 
e When sinners he stoop'd to restore, 
p Poor sinners condemned to die ! 
d He laid all his grandeur aside, 

And dwelt in a cottage of clay : 

Poor sinners he lov'd, till he died, 

To wash their pollution away. 
—4 O sinner, believe and adore, 

The Saviour so rich to redeem ; 

No creature can ever explore 

The treasures of goodness in him : 
d Come, all ye who see yourselves lost, 

And feel yourselves burden'd with sins, 

Draw near, while with terrour you're toss'd , 

Believe — and your peace shall begin. 
— 5 Now, sinner, attend to his call, 
d " Whoso hath an ear let him hear !" 
— He promises mercy to all, 

Who feel their sad wants, far and neai : 
o He riches has ever in store, 

And treasures that never can waste : 
o Here's pardon, here's grace, yea, and m,#ve — 
u Here's glory eternal at last. Rippon's Col. 

HYMN 82. L. M. Armley. [*1 
Jill good in Christ. 

1 npiHOU only Sovereign of my heart, 

JL My Refuge, my almighty Friend 
e And can my soul from thee depart, 
On whom alone my hopes depend ? 

2 Whither, ah ! whither shall I go — 
A wretched wand'rer from my Lord ? 
Can this dark world of sin and wo, 
One glimpse of happiness afford? 



58 HYMN 83. Select. 

—3 Eternal life thy words impart, 

On these my fainting spirit lives ; 
o Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, 

Than all the round of nature gives. 

—4 Let earth's alluring joys combine ; 
c While thou art near, in vain they call : 
o One smile, one blissful smile of thine, 
My dearest Lord, outweighs them all. 

— 5 Thy Name, my inmost pow'rs adore ; 
o Thou art my life, my joy, my care ; 
d Depart from thee ; — His death — His more ! 
'Tis endless ruin — deep despair ! 

e 6 Low at thy feet my soul would lie ; 
Here safety dwells, and peace divine ; 
— Still let me live beneath thine eye, 
o For life, eternal life is thine. Steele. 

HYMN 83. L. M. Leeds. [*] 

Temptation : or, Safety in the Storm. 

d 1 fJlHE billows swell, the winds are high, 
JL Clouds overcasl my wintry sky ; 
Out of the depths to thee I call, 
e My fears are great, my strength is small. 

—2 O Lord, the pilot's part perform ; 

And guide and guard me through the storm I 

Defend me from each threatening ill, 
d Control the waves — say, " Peace — be still ! w 

-—3 Amidst the roaring of the sea, 

My soul still hangs her hopes on thee ; 
Thy constant love, thy faithful care, 
Is all that saves me from despair. 

e 4 Dangers of ev'ry shape and name, 
Attend the followers of the Lamb, 
Who leave the world's deceitful shore, 
And leave it to return no more. 

— 5 Tho' tempest- toss' d and half a wreck, 
My Saviour through the floods I seek ; 

o Let neither winds, nor stormy rain, 

Force back my shatter'd bark again. Cowper, 



Select. HYMN 84, 85. 59 

HYMN 84. 7s. Hotham. [*] 
' \rist, the Refuge from the Storm. Deut. xxxiii, 27. 

1 TTESUS, lover of my soul, 
V Let me to thy bosom fly, 

While the billows near me roll, 
While the tempest still is nigh i 
Hide me, O my Saviour hide, 
Till the storm of life is past, 
Safe into the haven guide ; 

receive my soul at last ! 

2 Other refuge have I none ; 
Hangs my helpless soul on thee ; 
Leave, ah ! leave me not alone — 
Still support and comfort me. 

All my trust on thee is stay'd, 
All my help from thee I bring ; 
Cover my defenceless head, 
With the shadow of thy wing. 

3 Thou, O Christ, art all I want ; 
More than all in thee 1 find ; 
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
Heal the sick, and lead the blind. 
Just and holy is thy name, 

1 am all unrighteousness ; 
Vile and full of sin I am, 

Thou art full of truth and grace. Cowpeiu 

HYMN 85. H. M. Allerton. [*] 
Jesus, the Pilot. Luke viii, 22. 

1 TTESUS, at thy command, 
fj I launch into the deep ; 

And leave my native land, 

Where sin lulls all asleep : 
For thee I fain would all resign, 
And sail to heav'n with thee and thine ! 

2 Thou art my Pilot wise ; 
My compass is thy word ; 
My soul each storm defies, 
While I have such a Lord ! 

I trust thy faithfulness and pow\, 
To save me in the trying hour. 

3 Though rocks and quicksands deep, 
Through all my passage lie ; 



60 HYMN 86. Select. 

Yet thou wilt safely keep, 

And guide me with thine eye : 
My anchor, hope, shall firm abide, 
And I each boisterous storm outride. 
o 4 By faith I see the land, 

The port of endless rest ; 

My soul, thy sails expand, 

And fly to Jesus' breast. 

may I reach the heav'nly shore, 
Where winds and waves distress no more ! 

e 5 Whene'er becalmM I lie, 

And storms and winds subside ; 
Lord to my succour fly, 
And keep me near thy side : 
For more the treach'rous calm I dread, 
Than tempests bursting o'er my head. 
o 6 Come, heav'nly Wind, and blow 
A prosperous gale of grace, 
To waft me from below, 
To heaven, my destin'd place : 
8 Then in full sail, my port Pll find, 
And leave the world, and sin, behind. 

HujfTl JfGDQy. 

HYMM~~86. L. M. Castle Street. [*] 
My Redeemer hvtth. Job xix, 25. 

1 " X KNOW that my Redeemer lives ;" 

X What comforts, this sweet sentence give? 
He lives, he lives, who once was dead, 
He lives, my ever living head ! 

2 He lives — triumphant from the grave, 
He lives — eternally to save ; 

He lives — all glorious in the sky, 
He lives — exalted there on high. 

3 He lives — to bless me with his love, 
He lives — to plead for me above ; 

He lives — my hungry soul to feed, 
He lives — to help in time of need. 

4 He lives — to grant me rich supply, 
He lives — to guide me with his eye ; 
He lives — to comfort me when faint, 
He lives — to hear my soul's complaint. 

5 He lives to silence all my fears, 
He lives — to stoop and wipe my ioars ; 



Select. HYMN 87, 88. 61 

He lives — to calm my troubled heart, 
He lives — all blessings to impart. 

6 He lives — my kind, wise, heav'nly Friend, 
He lives — and loves me to the end ; 

He lives — and while he lives I'll sing, 
He lives — my prophet, priest, and king". 

7 He lives — and grants me daily breath, 
He lives — and I shall conquer death ! 
He lives — rny mansion to prepare, 

He lives — to bring me safely there. 
o 8 He lives — all glory to his name ! 

He lives — my Jesus, still the same : 
e the sweet joy this sentence gives, 
o " I know that my Redeemer lives !" Medley. 

HYMN 87. 7s. Fairfax. [*] 
Life and Strength in Christ. 
1 CJON of God, thy blessing grant, 

l>3 Still supply my every want ; 
Tree of life, thine influence shed, 
With thy sap my spirit feed. 
e 2 Tenderest branch, alas : am I, 
Wither without thee, and die ; 
Weak as helpless infancy ; 

confirm my soul in thee ! 

3 Unsuatain'd by thee, I fall ; 
Send the strength for wl >h I call : 
Weaker than a bruised reed, 
Help I ev^y moment need. 

4 All my hopes on thee depend ; 
—Love me, save me to the end ! 

Give me the continuing grace, 
o Take the everlasting praise. MadAn's Col. 

HYMN 88. L. M. Castle Street. [*] 
Jehovah-Jesus. 

1 "]%/I"Y song shall bless the Lord of all, 
ItJL My praise shall climb to his abode ; 

d Thee, Saviour, by that name I call, 
The great Supreme, the mighty God. 

-—2 Without beginning, or decline, 
Object of faith, and not of sense ; 

g Eternal ages saw Him shine — 
He shines eternal ages hence. 
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62 HYMN 89. Select. 

c 3 As much when in the manger laid, 
o Almighty ruler of the sky ; 
—As when the six day's work he made 
o Fill'd all the morning stars with joy. 
—4 Of all the crowns Jehovah bears 

Salvation is his dearest claim ; 

That gracious sound well pleas'd he hears, 

And owns Emmakcel for his name. 
o 5 A cheerful confidence I feel, 

My well plac'd hopes with joy I see ; 

My bosom glows with heav'nly zeal, 

To worship him who died for me. 
e 6 As man, he pities my complaint ; 
e His pow'r and truth are all divine ; 
— He will not fail, he cannot faint, 
g Salvation's sure, and must be mine. Cowpjcr. 

HYMN 89. L. M. Leeds. [*] 

Assurance in Christ our Righteousness, Isa, xiv, 24. 
Jer. xxiii, 6. 

1 TESUS, thy blood and righteousness 
tf My beauty are, my glorious dress ; 
o MMidst flaming worlds, in these array'd, 

With joy shall I lift up my head. 
e 2 When from the dust of death I rise, 

To claim my mansion in the skies ; 
— E'en then shall this be all my plea — 
d u Jesus hath liv'd— and dy'd for me !" 
— 3 Bold shall I stand in that great day, 

For who aught to my charge shall lay ? 

Fully, through thee absolv'd I am, 

From sin's tremendous curse and shame 

4 Thus Abraham the friend of Gcd, 

Thus all the armies bought with blood, 
o Saviour of sinners, thee proclaim — 
e Sinners, of whom the chief 1 am. 
— 5 This spotless robe the same appears, 

When ruin'd nature sinks in years ; 

No age can change its glorious hue ; 

The robe of Christ is ever new. 
o 6 O let the dead now hear thy voice ; 
o Now bid thy banish'd ones rejoice ; 
— Their beauty this, their glorious dress, 
g "Jesus the Lord our. Righteousness." Wesley* 



Select. HYMN 90, 91. 63 

HYMN 90. C. M. Arundel [*] 

Holy Fortitude : or* the Christian Soldier. 
1 A M I a soldier of the cross ? 

J\. A follower of the Lamb ! 
e And shall I fear to own his cause, 

Or blush to speak his name ? 
— 2 Must I be carry' d to the skies, 

On flow'ry beds of ease ? 
e Whilst others fought to win the prize, 

And sailM through bloody seas ? 
—3 Are there no foes for me to face ? 

Must I not stem the flood ? 
t Is this vile world a friend to grace, 

To help me on to God ? 
o 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign ; 
e Increase my courage Lord ; 
o I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, ■< 

Supported by thy word. 
5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, 

Shall conquer, though they die ; 
o They view the triumph from afar, 

And seize it with their eye. 
© 6 When that illustrious day shall rise, 

And all thy armies shine, 
In robes of victory through the skies — 
g The glory shall be thine. Watts. 

HYMN 91. 8, 7 & 4. Tamworth. [*] 
God the PilgrimSs Guide. Ps. xlviii, 14. 
1 f\ UIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, 
VJT Pilgrim thro' this barren land ; 

1 am weak, but thou art mighty ; 

j . Held me with thy powerful hand : 
Bread of heaven, 
Feed me till I want no more. 

2 Open, Lord, the crystal fountain, 
Whence the healing streams do flow ; 

Let the fiery, cloudy pillar, 

Lead me all my journey through : 

Strong Deliv'rer ! 
Be thou still my strength and shield. 
t 3 When I tread the verge of Jordan, 
Bid my anxious fears subside ; 



64 HYMN 92, 93. Select. 

o Death of death, and hell's destruction, 
Land me safe on Canaan's side : 

Songs of praises — 
I will ever give to thee. Robinson. 

HYMN 92. L. P. M. Devotion. [*] 
The Christian's Shepherd. Vs. xxiii. 

1 rilHE Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
JL And feed me with a shepherd's care ; 

His presence shall my wants supply, 

And guard me with a watchful eye ; 

My noonday walks he shall attend, 

And all my midnight hours defend, 
c 2 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 

Or on the thirsty mountains pant, 

To fertile vales and dewy meads, 

My weary wandering steps he leads, 

Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 

Amid the verdant landscapes flow. 
e 3 Though in a bare and rugged way, 

Through devious, lonely wilds I stray ; 
— His bounty shall my pains beguile ; 
o The barren wilderness shall smile, 

With lively greens and herbage crown'd, 

And streams shall murmur all around. 
o 4 Though in the paths of death I tread, 

With gloomy horrours overspread, 
o My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 

For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; 

Tny friendly crook shall give me aid, 

And guide me through the dismal shade. Addison. 

HYMN 93. L. M. Oporto. [*] 
Ministry of Angels. Ps. xci, 11. 
1 ^JEE, Gabriel swift descends to earth, 

►3 Glad to foretell a Saviour's birth ; 
Hark ! — a full choir of angels sing, 
The new-born Saviour, and the King. 
e 2 Behold these swift-wing'.d envoys wait 

On Jesus, in his humble state ; 
p The desert and the garden prove 

Their glowing zeal, their tender love, 
o 3 They saw the Conqueror mount on high, 
To glorious worlds beyond the sky ; 



Select. HYMN 94, 95. 65 

Escorted by a shining band, 

To take his place at God's right hand. 

—4 Still are these glorious hosts above 
Employ'd in messages of love ; 
On saints below they cheerful wait, 
Nor think the work beneath their state. 
5 Jesus, my Lord, my living Friend, 
May these thy servants me attend, 
Thro' life ; and when 1 quit this clay, 

o Safe to thine arms my soul convey. NeedhAm. 

HYMN 94. C, M. Devizel~\*]~ 
Servants of God always safe, 
1 TTTOW are thy servants bless'd, O Lord, 
JLJL How sure is their defence ! 
o Eternal wisdom is their guide, 
Their help, Omnipotence. 

—2 In foreign realms, and lands remote, 

Supported by thy care ; 
Thro' burning climes they pass unhurt, 

And breathe in tainted air. 
c 3 When by the dreadful tempest borne ; 

High on the broken wave, 
o They know thou art not slow to hear, 

Nor impotent to save. 

—4 The storm is laid — the winds retire, 
Obedient to thy will : 
The sea that roars at thy command, 
At thy command is still. 

e 5 In 'midst of dangers, fears, and deaths, 

Thy goodness we'll adore ; 
o We'll praise thee for thy mercies past ; 
e And humbly hope for more. 
— 6 Our life, while thou prescrv'st that life, 

Thy sacrifice shall be ; 
And deith, when death shall be our lot, 
o Shall join our souls to thee. Addison. 

HYMN 95. C. M. PkyeVs. [*] 
Confidence and joy in God. Hab. iii, 17, 18. 
c 1 A LTHO 1 the vine its fruit deny, 
jt\. Altho' the olive vie id no oil ; 






66 HYMN 96, 97. Select 

The withMng fig-tree droop and die, 

The field delude the tiller's toil ;— 
2 Altho' the stall no herd afford, 
p And perish all the bleating race ; 
o Yet will I triumph in the Lord, 
s The God of my salvation praise. 
e 3 Tho' comfortless my soul remain, 

And not a gleam of light appear ; 
a Tho' joy be sought, and sought in vain, 

And tho' despair itself be near ;- — 
p 4 Altho' assurance all be lost, 

And blooming hopes cut off I see ; 
o Yet will I in my Saviour trust, 
g And glory that he died for me. Wesljby. 

HYMN 96. C. M. Zion. [*] 
Christ the Believer's Song. 
c 1 rilHOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, 

JL We love to hear of thee ; 
— No musick's like thy charming name, 

Nor half so sweet can be. 
e 2 O may we ever hear thy voice, 

In mercy to us apeak ; 
o And in our Priest will we rejoice, 

Thou great Melchisedeck. 
— 3 Our Jesus shall be still our theme, 

While in this world we stay ; 
o We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name, 

When all things else decay. 
—4 When we appear in yonder cloud, 

With all the favour' d throng ; 
s Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, 

And Christ shall be our song. Madaw's Col. 

HYMN 97. 7s. St John's. [*] 
Adieu to the vain World. 
d 1 ~^n|TORLD, adieu ! thou real cheat ; 
TV Oft have thy deceitful charms 
Fill'd my heart with fond conceit, 
Foolish hopes and false alarms : 
—Now I see as clear as day, 
How thy follies pass away. 



Select HYMN 98. G7 

e 2 Vain, thy entertaining sights : 

False, thy promises r^new'd ; 

All the pomp of thy delights. 

Does but flatter and delude : 

Thee I quit for heav'n above, 

Object of the noblest love. 
—3 Let not, Lord, my wand'ring mind 

Follow after fleeting- toys ; 

Since in thee alone I find, 

Solid and. substantial joys : — 
o Joys that never overpast, 

Through eternity shall last. 
e 4 Lord, how happy is a heart, 

After thee while it aspires ! 
— True and faithful as thou art, 

Thou shalt answer its desires : 
g" It shall see the glorious scene 

Of thine everlasting reign. MadaiTs Col, 

HYMN 98. 7&6. Amsterdam. [*] 
The Pilgrim? s Song. 
o 1 TJ ISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings, 
X%/ Thy better portion trace ; 
Rise from transitory things, 

TowVds heav'n thy native place : 
p Sun, and moon, and stars decay ; 

Time shall soon this earth remove : 
" 8 Rise, my soul, and haste away, 

To seats prepar'd above. 
t2 Rivers to the ocean run, 

Nor stay in all their course ; 
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun ; 
Both speed them to their source i 
6 So a soul that's born of God, 

Pants to view his glorious face ; 
Upward tends to his abode, 
To rest in his embrace. 
i 3 Cease ye pilgrims, cease to mourn ; 

Press onward to the prize ; 
i> Soon our Saviour will return, 

Triumphant in the skies. 
e Yet a season, and you know, 

Happy entrance will be giv'n ; 
q All our sorrows left below, 

And earth exchang'd for heav'n. Mai>Adt'8 Coz* 



68 HYMN 99, 100. Select 

HYMN 99. 1 & 1 1 . Walworth? [*] 
View of Heaven, K ev. xxii, 1 — 5. 

1 f\$ wings of faith mount up, my soul, and rise, 
V-F View thine inheritance beyond the skies ; 
Nor heart can think, nor mortal tongue can tell, 
What endless pleasure in those mansions dwell : 

There my Redeemer lives, all bright and glorious. 
O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious, 

2 No gnawing grief, no sad heart-rending pain, 
In that bless'd country can admission gain ; 
No sorrow there, no soul-tormenting fear, 

For God's own hand shall wipe the falling tear : 
There my Redeemer lives, &c. 

3 Before the throne a crystal river glides, 
Immortal verdure decks its cheerful sides ; 
There the fair tree of life majestic rears 

Its biDoming head, and sovereign virtue bears: 
There my Redeemer liw &c. 

4 No rising sun his transient beams displays, 
No sickly moon emits her feeble rays ; 
The Godhead there celestial glory sheds, 
Th' exalted Lamb eternal radiance spreads : 

There my Redeemer lives, &c. 

5 One distant glimpse my eager passion fires I 
Jesus, to thee my longing soul aspires ! 
When shall I at my heavenly home arrAve — 
When leave this earth, and when begin to live ? 

For there my Saviour is all bright and glorious, 
O'er sin, and death, and hell, he reigns victorious. 
Straphaut 

HYMN 100. 7s. St. John's. [*] 
Privileges of Adoption. 1 John iii, 1, 2. 

1 ¥>LESSED are the sons of God ; 

JL# They are bought with Christ's own blood, 
They are ransom'd from the grave ; 
Life eternal they shall have : 
With them number'd may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

2 God did love them in his Son, 
Long before the world begun ; 
They the seal of this receive, 
When on Jesus they believe : 



Serect. HYMN 101. 69 

With them numbered may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

3 They are justifi'd by grace ; 
They enjoy a solid peace ; 

All their sins are wash'd away ; 
They shall stand in God's great day : 
With them numbered may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

4 They produce the fruits of grace, 
In the works of righteousness ; 
They are harmless, meek, and mild, 
Holy, blameless, undefilM : 

With them number'd may we be, 
Here, and in eternity. 

5 They are lights upon the earth, 
l Children of an heavenly birth ; 

One with God, with Jesus one ; 
priory is in them begun : 
g With them number'd may we be, 

Here, and in eternity. Humphreys 

HYMN 101. 8s. Consolation, [f] 
Skejncme Love to Christ, 

1 1%/TY gracious Redeemer I love, 
JLtJl His praises aloud I'll proclaim ; 

And join with the armies above, 

To shout his adorable name. 

To gaze on his glories divine, 

Shall be my eternal employ — 

To feel them incessantly shine, 

My boundless ineffable joy. 
e 2 He freely redeem'd with his blood, 

My soul from the confines of hell, 
—To live on the smiles of my God, 

And in his sweet presence to dwell ; 
o To shine with the angels of light, 

With saints and with seraphs to sing ; 
g To view with eternal delight, — 

My Jesus, my Saviour, my King. 
« 3 H Mesech as yet I reside — 

A darksome and restless abode ! 

Molested with foes on each side, 

And longing to dwell with my God. 



70 HYMN 102. Select. 

e O when shall my spirit exchange 

This cell of corruptible clay, 

For mansions celestial, and range 

Through realms of ineffable day ! 

4 My glorious Redeemer, I long 

To see thee descend on the cloud, 

Amidst the bright numberless throng, 

And mix with the triumphant crowd. 
t O when wilt thou bid me ascend, 

To join in thy praises above — 

To gaze on thee — world without end, 

And feast on thy ravishing love ? 
—5 Nor sorrow, nor sickness, nor pain, 

Nor sin, nor temptation, nor fear, 

Shall ever molest me again, 
o Perfection of glory reigns there. 
—This soul and this body shall shine, 

In robes of salvation and praise ; 

And banquet on pleasures divine, 

Where God his full beauty displays. 

d 6 Ye palaces, sceptres, and crowns, 

Your pride with disdain I survey ; 

Your pomps are but shadows and sounds, 

And pass in a moment away : 
o The crown that my Saviour bestows, 

Yon permanent sun shall outshine ; 
g My joy everlastingly flows — 

My God, my Redeemer is mine. Francis. 

HYMN 102. 5 & 6. Newcastle. \^\ 
Praise for Salvation, 
1 /^kUR Saviour alone, 
V-F The Lord let us bless, 
Who reigns on his throne, 
The Prince of our peace ; 
Who evermore saves us, 
By shedding his blood : 
o All hail, holy Jesus, 

Our Lord and our God I 
— 2 We thankfully sing 
Thy glory and praise, 
Thou merciful Spring 
Of pity and grace • 



Select. HYMN 103, 104. 71 

-~Thy kindness for ever 

To men we will tell ; 
o And say, our dear Saviour 

Redeemed us from hell. 
— * 3 Preserve us in love, 

While here we abide : 

never remove 

Thy presence, nor hide 
Thy glorious salvation ; 
Till each of us see, 

With joy, the bless'd vision, 

Completed in thee ! 

HYMN 103. S. M. Nativity. [*] 
Song of Moses and the Lamb. Rev. xv, 3. 

1 A W T AKE, and sing the song 
XjL Of Moses and the Lamb ; 

o Wake, ev'ry heart and ev'ry tongue, 

To praise the Saviour's name. 
€ 2 Sing of his dying love ; 

Sing of his rising power ; 
— Sing how he intercedes above, 
e For those whose sins he bore. 
~~ 3 Sing, till we feel our heart 

Ascending with our tongue ; 
Sing, till the love of sin depart, 

And grace inspires our song. 
o 4 Sing on your heavenly way, 

Ye ransom' d sinners, sing ; 
u Sing on, rejoicing ev'ry day, 

In Christ, th' eternal King. 
e 5 Sooo shall we hear him say, 
d u Ye blessed children come ;" 
—Soon will he call us hence away, 

And take his wand 1 re rs home. 
© 6 Soon shall our raptur'd tongue 

His endless praise proclaim ; 
j? And sweeter voices tune the song 

Of Moses and the Lamb. Hammond. 

HYMN 104. 7s. Redeeming Love. [*] 

The Christianas song. 
1 ^1 RATEFUL notes and numbers bring, 
\JT While Jehovah's praise we sing ; 



72 HYMN 105. Sele t 

g Holy, holy, holy Lord, 

Be thy glorious Name ador'd. 

— 2 Men on earth, and saint3 above. 

Sing* the great Redeemer's love : 

Lord, thy mercies never fail ; 
o Hail, Celestial Goodness, hail ! 
e 3 Though unworthy, Lord, thine ear 
— Our humble hallelujahs hear ; 
o Purer praise we hope to bring, 

When with saints we stand and sing. 
— 4 Lead us to that blissful state, 

Where thou reign'st supremely great : 
c Look with pity from thy throne, 

Send the Holy Spirit down. 
— 5 While on earth ordain' d to stay, 

Guide our footsteps in thy way ; 

Till we come to reign with thee, 

And thy glorious greatness see. 
o 6 Then with angels we'll again 
u Wake a louder, louder strain ; 
s There in joyful songs of praise, 

We'll our grateful voices raise. 
— 7 There no tongue shall silent be, 

All shall join sweet harmony ; 
g That thro' heav'n's all spacious round, 

Praise to God, may ever sound. 

Lord thy mercies never fail ; 

Hail, Celestial Goodness, hail ! 

HYMN 105. L. M. Oporto. [*] 
Dignity, and Happiness of the Christian. 

1 XTTONOUR and happiness unite, 

XJL To make the Christian's name a praise s 
How fair the scene, how clear the light, 
That fills the remnant of his days ! 

2 A kingly character he bears ; 

No change his priestly office knows ; 
Unfading is the crown he wears ; 
His joys can never reach a close. 

3 Adorn' d with glory from on high, 
Salvation shines upon his face ; 



Select. HYMN 106. 73 

His robe is of th' etherial dye, 
His steps are dignity and grace. 

4 Inferior honours he disdains, 

Nor stops to take applause from earth ; 
The King of kings himself maintains, 
The expenses of his heav'nly birth. 

5 The noblest creature seen below, 
Ordain 1 d to fill a throne above ! 
God gives him all he can bestow — 
His kingdom of eternal love I 

6 My soul is ravish'd at the thought — 
Methinks from earth I s*e him rise ; 
Angels congratulate his lot, 

And shout him welcome to the skies .' Cowpjsr. 

HYMN 106. 5 & 6. Wesley. [*] 
Go&s Servants should praise and extol him, 
1 "VTE servants of God, 
JL Your Master proclaim, 
And publish abroad 
His wonderful Name ; 
The name all victorious 

Of Jesus extol ; 
His kingdom is glorious, 
And rules over all. 
g 2 God ruleth on high, 
Almighty to save ; 
And still he is nigh, 
His presence we have : 
The great congregation 

His triumph shall sing, 
Ascribing salvation 
To Jesus our King, 
o 3 Salvation to God 

Who sits on the throne — 
Let all cry aloud 
And honour the Son: 
Our Jesus's praises 

The angels proclaim ; 
Fall down on their faces 
And worship the Lamb, 
e 4 Then let us adore, 
And give him his right ; 
Select. 7 



74 HYMN 107. Select 

o All glory and power, 

And wisdom and might : 
g All honour and blessing, 

With angels above ; 
And thanks never ceasing, 

And infinite love. MadAn's Col. 

HYMN 107. 6 & 4. Trinity. [*] 
Invocation to Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, 
1 I^OME, thou Almighty King, 
\*J Help us thy name to sing, 
Help us to praise ! 
t Father all glorious, 
O'er ail victorious, 
Come and reign over us, 
Ancient of days. 
o 2 Jesus, our Lord, arise, 
Scatter our enemies, 
And make them fall ! 
g Let thine almighty aid 
Our sure defence be made : 
Our souls on thee be stay'd, 
c Lord, hear our call ! 

3 Come, thou, incarnate Word, 
Gird on thy mighty sword ; 
Our prayer attend ! 
O Come, and thy people bles3, 
And give thy word success ; 
e Spirit of holiness, 
On us descend ! 
—4 Come, holy Comforter, 
Thy sacred witness bear, 
In this glad hour ! 
o Thou, who almighty art ; 
Now rule in ev'ry heart, 
And ne'er from us depart, 
Spirit of pow'r. 
g 5 To the great One in Three, 
The highest praises be, 

Hence evermore \ 
His sovereign majesty, 
May we in glory see, 
And to eternity 

Love and adore I Madan's Col. 



Select. HYMN 108, 109. 7b 

HYMN 108. L. M. Babylon, [b] 
The Sinner weighed and found wanting. Dan. iv, 27. 

1 TJ AISE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye — 
M\* Behold God's balance lifted high ! 

There shall his justice be displayed, 
And there thy hope and life be weigh'd. 

2 See in one scale his perfect law ; 
Mark with what force its precepts draw, 

e Would'st thou the awful test sustain ? — 

d Thy works how light ! thy thoughts how vain I 

— 3 Behold the hand of God appears, 

To trace those dreadful characters ; 
d w Tekel — thy soul is wanting found, 

" And wrath shall smite thee to the ground*" 
e 4 Let sudden fear thy nerves unbrace ; 

Let horrour shake thy tott'ring knees ; 
p Thro* all thy thoughts let anguish roll, 

And deep repentance melt thy soul. 
— 5 One only hope may yet prevail — 

Christ has a weight to turn the scale ; 
o Still does the gospel publish peace, 

And shew a Saviour's righteousness. 
—6 Great God, exert thy pow'r to save, 

Deep on the heart these truths engrave ; 

The pond'rous load of guilt remove, 

That trembling lips may sing thy love. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN 109. 7s. Fairfax, [b] 
Sinner, prepare to meet God. 
c 1 ^< INNER, art thou still secure ? 
^ Wilt thou still refuse to pray ? 
Can thy heart or hand endure, 
In the Lord's avenging day? 
d 2 See, his mighty arm is brac'd, 
Awful terrours clothe his brow ! 
e For his judgment stand prepar'd — 

Thou must either break or bow. > 

g 3 At his presence nature shakes, 

Earth affrighted hastes to flee ; 

Solid mountains melt like wax : 

p "What will then become of thee ! 



76 HYMN 110, 111. Select. 

e 4 Who his advent may abide ? 

- —You who glory in your shame, 
Will you find a place to hide, 
When the world is wrapp'd in flame ? 

5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace, 
Soon we must resign our breath ; 
And our souls Le call'd to pass 
Through the iron gate of death. 

6 Let us now our day improve, 
Listen to the gospel voice ; 
Seek the things that are above ; 

Scorn the world's pretended joys. Newtojst . 

HYMN 110. C. M. Bishopsgate. [b] 
Sinners entreated to forsake their ivays. Isa. lv, 7. 

1 RUNNERS, the voice of God regard; 
e ^ His mercy speaks to-day ; 

—He calh you by his sovereign word, 
From sin's destructive way. 

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, 
You live devoid of peace ; 

A thousand stings within your breast, 
.Deprive your souls of ease. 
e 3 Why will you in the crooked ways 
Of sin and folly go ? 
In pain you travail all your days, 
To reap immortal wo ! 
o 4 But he who turns to God shall live, 
Through his abounding grace : 
His mercy will the guilt forgive, 
Of those who seek his face. 
—5 Bow to the sceptre of his word, 
Renouncing cv'ry sin ; 
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, 
And learn his will divine. 
o 6 His love exceeds your highest thoHs ; 

He pardons like a God : 
o He will forgive your numerous faults 

Thro' a Redeemer's blood. Fawcett 

HYMN 111. 8, 7 & 4. Littleton, [b] 
Sinners entreated to hear* 
1 RUNNERS, will you scorn the message, 
^5 Sent in mercy from above ? 



Select. HYMN 112. 77 

e Every sentence — Q how tender ! 

— Every line is full of love ; 

a Listen to it — 

o Every line is full of love. 

—-2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel, 

News from Z ion's king proclaim, 
o To each rebel sinner — u Pardon, 

U Free forgiveness in his name." 
e How important ! 

d Free forgiveness in his name ! 
— 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour ; 

Fearful hearts, they quell your fears ; 
And with news of consolation, 

Chase away the falling tears : 
c Tender heralds — 

o Chase away the falling tears. 
—4 False professors, grovelling worldings, 

Callous hearers of the word, 

While the messengers address you ; 

Take the warnings they afford ; 
c We entreat you, 

d Take the warnings they afford, 
e 5 Who hath our report believed ? 

Who receiv'd the joyful word ? 

Who embrac'd the news of pardon, 

Offer'd to you by the Lord. 
p Can you slight it — 

Offer'd to you by the Lord ! 
—6 O, ye angels, hovering round as, 

Waiting spirits, speed your way, 
o Hasten to the court of heaven, 

Tidings bear without delay : 
8 Rebel sinners 

Glad the message will obey. Allen". 

HYMN 112. 7s. Fairfax, [b*] 
Burdened Scnners invited to Christ. Matt, ix, 23. 

1 ^"^OME, ye weary souls opprest, 
\^J Find in Christ the promis'd rest ; 

On him all your burdens roll, 

He can wound, and he make whole. 

2 Ye who dread the wrath of God, 

Come and wash in Jesus 1 blood : 

To the Son of David cry, 

In Ji:s word he's passing by. 
7 # 



78 HYMN 113, 114. Select 

3 Naked, guilty, poor, and blind, 

All your wants in Jesus find ; 

This the day of mercy is, 

Now accept fhe proffer 1 d bliss. Decourc* 

HYMN 113. 8s&7s. Calvary, [b] 
Suppliant Address to the Saviour. Mark x, 43. 
1 TESUS, full of all compassion, 

CF Hear thy humble suppliant's cry ; 
Let me know thy great salvation ; 
p See, I languish, faint, and die. 
e 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, 
Overwhelm 1 d with helpless grief — 
Prostrate at thy feet repenting — 
Send, O send me quick relief I 
c 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, 
But to him who comfort gives . ? 
Whither, from the dread of dying, 
But to him who ever lives ? 
— 8 On the word thy blood hath sealed, 
Hangs my everlasting all ; 
Let thine arm be now revealed, 
Stay, O stay me, lest I fall ! 
e 9 In the world of endless ruin. 
Let it never, Lord, be said, 
d M Here's the soul that perish'd, suing 

" For the boasted Saviour's aid I 11 
o 10 SmPd — the deed shall spread new glory 

Thro 1 the shining realms above ; 
a Angels sing the pleasing story, 

All enraptur'd with thy love. Turner* 

HYMN 114. L. M. Geneva, [b *] 

Vision of the Dry Bones. Ezek. xxxiv, 3. 

1 ir OOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye, 

JLi See Adam's race in ruin lie ; 

Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, 

And scatters slaughter'd millions round. 

t 2 And can these mould'ring corpses live, 

And can these perish'd bones revive ? 
— That, mighty God, to thee is known ; 
That wondrous work is all thy own, 
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain, 



Select. HYMN 115, 116. 79 

e In vain they call, in vain they cry, 

— Till thine almighty aid is nigh. 

o 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, 

Life spreads through all the realms of death ; 
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice ; 
They move, they waken, they rejoice. 

o 5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound 

Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground, 

Dead saints shall from their tombs arise, 

And spring to life beyond the skies. Doddridge. 

HYMN 115. CM. Mear. [*] 
Converting Grace. Ps. xlv, 3 — 5. 
1 TTTAIL, mighty Jesus, how divine, 

JlJL Is thy victorious sword ! 
The stoutest rebol must resign, 
At thy commanding word. 
e 2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give, 

They pierce the hardest heart ; 
o Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, 

And joy succeeds to smart. 
g 3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh, 
Ride with majestic sway ; 
Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, 
And make thy foes obey. 
— 4 And when thy vict'ries are complete, 
And all the chosen race 
Shall round the throne of mercy meet, 
To sing thy conquering grace — 
c 5 O may my humble soul be found, 

Among that favour'd band ; 
o And I with them thy praise will sound, 

Throughout Emmanuel's land. Wallin. 

HYMN 116. L. M. Bath. [*] 

Revival of Religion hoped for. 
e 1 X^7"HILE I to grief my .soul give way, 
T y To see the work of God decline, 
— Me thought I heard the Saviour say, 
% Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. 
— 2 " Tho' for a time I hide my face, 
u Rely upon my love and power, 
41 Still wrestle at the throne of grace. 
64 And wait for a reviving hour. 



80 HYMN 117, 118. Select 

o3" Take down thy long* neglected harp, 
" I've seen thy tears, and heard thy prayer, 

e u The winter season has been sharp, 

o u But spring shall all its wastes repair." 

—4 Lord, I obey — my hopes revive ; 

o Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing, 

o Our foes in vain against us strive, 
For God will help and triumph bring. 

HYPrIN 117. C. M. Plymouth, [b *] 
God^s regard to the actively Pious. Mai. iii, 16, 17. 
1 rilHE Lord on mortal worms looks down, 

JL From his celestial throne ; 
And when the wicked swarm around, 
He well discerns his own. 
e 2 He sees the tender hearts, that mourn 
The scandals of the times ; 
And join their efforts to oppose, 
The wide prevailing crimes. 
—3 Low in the social band he bows 
His still attentive ear ; 
And, while his angels sing around, 
Delights their voice to hear. 
o 4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep 
Their words in transcript fair ; 
In the Redeemer's book of life, 
Their names recorded are. 
d 5 u Yes," saith the Lord, U the world shall know 
u These humble sot Is are mine : 
u These, when my jewels I produce, 

M Shall in full lustre shine. 
8 u When deluges of fiery wrath 

u My foes away shall bear ; 
* 5 That hand which strikes the wicked thro', 
M Shall all my children spare." Doddridge. 

"HYMN 118. C. M. Windsor, [b] 
Prayer for spiritual Healing, 

1 rilHOU great Physician of the soul, 

JL. To thee T bring my case ; 
My raging malady control, 
And heal me by thy grace. 

2 Help me to state my whole complaint ; 
But where shall I begin ? 



Select HYMN 119. 



Nor words, nor thoughts can fully paint, 
This worse distemper — sin. 

3 It lies not in a single part, 

But through my frame is spread ; 
A burning fever in my heart, 
A palsy in my head. 

4 It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind, 
And impotent, and lame ; 

It overclouds, and fills my mind, 
With folly, fear, and shame. 

5 (A thousand evil thoughts intrude, 
Tumultuous in my breast ; 

Which indispose me for my food, 

Ani rob me of my rest.) 
G Lord, I am sick ; regard my cry, 

And set my spirit free ; 
Say canst thou let a sinner die, 

Who longs to live to thee ? 

HYMN 119. L. P. M. Sheffield, [b*] 
Efficacy of God^s Word. Jer. xxiii, 29. 
e 1 *^W7'ITH rev'rend awe, tremendous Lord, 
TT We hear the thunders of thy word ; 
© The pride of Lebanon it breaks : 
o Swift the celestial fire descends, 

The flinty rock in pieces rends, 
g And earth to its deep centre shakes. 
— 2 ArrayM in majesty divine ; 

Here sanctity and justice shine, 
e And horrour strikes the rebel thro' ; 
g While loud this awful voice makes known 

The wonders which thy sword hath done, 
a And what thy vengeance yet shall do. 
c 3 So spread the honours of thy name ; 
g The terrours of a God proclaim ; 
— Thick let the pointed arrows fly ; 
c Till sinners humbled in the dust, 

Shall own the execution just, 
—And bless the hand by which they die. 
o 4 Then clear the dark tempestuous day, 

And radiant beams of love display, 

Each prostrate soul let mercy raise ; 
e So shall the bleeding captives feel, 



82 HYMN 120, 121. Select 

Thy word, that gave the wound, can heal, 
© And change their notes to songs of praise. 

Doddridge 

HYMN 120. C. M. Abridge. Barby. [*] 
Light and Glory of the Word. 

1 rilHE Spirit breathes upon the word, 

JL And brings the truth to light ; 
Precepts and promises afford 
A sanctifying light. 

2 A glory gilds the sacred page, 
g Majestic like the sun ; 

— It gives a light to every age, 

d It gives — but borrows none. 

— 3 The hand that gave it still supplies 

The gracious light and heat ; 
o His truths upon the nations rise, 

They rise but never set. 

o 4 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 
For such a bright display ; 
As makes a world of darkness shine, 
With beams of heav'nly day. 

—-6 My soul rejoices to pursue 

The steps of Him I love ; 
g Till glory breaks upon my view, 

In brighter worlds above. Cowpe*. 

HYMN 121. 7s. St John's. [*] 
Sabbath Morning. 
1 CJAFELY through another week, 

J^ God has brought us on our way ; 
Let us now a blessing seek, 
Waiting in his courts to-day : 
o Day of all the week the best ; 
Emblem of eternal rest : 

— 2 While we seek supplies of grace, 

Through the dear Redeemer's name ; 
■ Shew thy reconciling face — 

Take away our sin and shame : 

From our worldly cares set free, 

May we rest this day in thee. 



Select. HYMN 122, 123. 35 

— 3 Here we come thy Name to praise ; 

Let us feel thy presence near : 

May thy glory meet our eyes, 

While we in thy house appear : 

Here afford us Lord, a taste 

Of our everlasting feast. 

4 May the Gospel's joyful sound, 

Conquer sinners, comfort saints ; 

Make the fruits of grace abound ; 

Bring relief from all complaints : 
o Thus let all our Sabbaths prove, 

Till we join the church above. Newton. 

HYMN 122. H. M. Bethesda. [*] 
Sabbath Morning. 
1 X]|7"ELCOME, delightful morn, 
TT Thou day of sacred rest ; 
I hail thy kind return, 
e Lord make these moments blest. 
—From the low train of mortal toys, 
I soar to reach immortal joys. 
-2 Now may the King descend, 
And fill his throne of grace ; 
Thy sceptre, Lord, extend, 
While saints address thy face : 
Let sinners feel thy quick'ning word, 
And learn to know and fear the Lord, 
o 3 Descend, celestial Dove, 

With all thy quick'ning powers ; 
Disclose a Saviour's love, 
And bless the sacred hours : 
o Then shall my soul new life obtain, 

Nor Sabbaths be indulged in vain. HaywARD. 

HYMN 123. C. M. Sunday. [*] 
The Lord"*s Day. 
1 FT1HE Lord of Sabbath let us praise, 

JL In concert with the blest, 
Who, joyful, in harmonious lays, 
Employ in endless rest. 

/ 2 Lord, may we still remember thee, 
And more in knowledge grow ; 



84 HYMN 124, 125. Select 

—And may we more of glory see, 

While waiting here below. 
o 3 On this glad day a brighter scene 

Of g}ory was display'd, 
g By God the Eternal Word, than when 

This universe was made. 
o 4 He rises, who our souls hath bought, 
e With grief and pain extreme : 
g 'Twas great — to speak the world from nought — 

'Twas greater — to redeem. Decofrcy's Col. 

HYMN 124. C. M. Hymn 2d. [* b] 

Devotion. 
e 1 T1THILST thee I seek, protecting Power! 

T ▼ Be my vain wishes still'd ; 
—And may this consecrated hour 

With better hopes be fill'd. 
e 2 Thy love the power of tho't bestow'd, 

To thee my tnoughts would soar : 
o Thy mercy o'er my life has flow'd ; 

That mercy I adore. 
— 3 In each event of life, how clear 
e Thy ruling hand I see ! 
e Each blessing to my soul most dear, 
— Because conferr'd by thee. 
o 4 In every joy that crowns my days, 
e In every pain I bear, 
o My heart shall find delight in praise, 
e Or seek relief in prayer. 
o 5 When gladness wings my favour'd hour, 

Thy love my thoughts shall fill ; 
e ResignM, when storms of sorrow low'r, 

My soul shall meet thy will. 
—6 My lifted eye, without a tear, 

The gathering storm shall see t 
o My steadfast heart shall know no fear ; 

That heart will rest on thee. Williams 

HYMN 125. C. M. St. Ann's. [*b] 
Social Worship. 
1 £~\ LORD, our languid souls inspire, 
\J For here we trust thou art ! 



Select. HYMN 126. 85 

Send down a coal of heav'nly fire, 
To warm each waiting- heart. 

2 Shew us some token of thy love, 
Our fainting hope to raise ; 

And pour thy blessing from above, 
That we may render praise. 

3 Within these walls let holy praise, 
And love and concord dwell ; 

e Here give the troubled conscience peace, 
The wounded spirit heal. 

4 The feeling heart, the melting eye, 
The bumble mind bestow ; 

a And shine upon us from on high, 

To make our graces grow. 
— 5 May we in faith receive thy word, 

In faith present our prayers ; 
e And, in tne presence of our Lord, 

Unbosom all our cares. 

o 6 And may the gospel's joyful sounu, 
Enforc'd by mighty grace, 
Awakjn many sinners round, 

To come and fill the place. Newton 



HYMN 126. 7s. Fairfax, [b] 
*# Blessing humbly requested, 

1 "lp ORP, we come before thee now, 
JLi At thy feet we humbly bow ; 

e O do not our suit disdain ! 

Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain ? 

2 Lord, on thee our souls depend ; 
In compassion, now descend ; 

— Fill our hearts with thy rich grace ; 
o Tune our lips to sing thy praise. 
— 3 In thine own appointed way, 
a Now we seek thee, here we stay ; 

Lord we know not how to go ; 

Till a blessing thou bestow. 
—4 Send some message from thy word, 

That may joy and peace afford ; 

Let thy Spirit now impart, 

Full salvation to each heart. 
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86 HYMN 127. Select 

e 5 Comfort those who weep and mourn, 

Let the time of joy return ; 

Those who are cast down, lift up, 

Make them strong in. faith an4 hope. 
—6 Grant that all may seek, and find 

Thee a God supremely kind : 

Heal the sick, the captive free ; 

Let us all rejoice in thee. Rippon. 

HYMN 127. 8 & 7. Love Divine. [*] 
Love Divine. 

1 "If OVE divine, all love excelling I 

1 ^ Joy of heaven, to earth come down ! 
Fix in us thy humble dwelling : 
All thy faithful mercies crown. 
c Jesus, thou art all compassion ! 

Pure, unbounded love, thou art ! 
Visit us with thy salvation, 
Enter ev'ry trembling heart. 

2 Breathe, O breathe, thy loving Spirit 
Into ev'ry troubled breast ! 

e Let us all in thee inherit, 

Let us find thy promis'd rest. 
— Take away the power of sinning, 

Alpha and Omega be ; 
o End of faith, as its beginning, 

Set our hearts at liberty. 
—3 Come, Almighty to deliver, 

Let us all thy life receive ! 
Suddenly return — and never — 
• Never more thy temples leave ! 
— Then we would be always blessing, 

Serve thee as thy hosts above ; 
o Pray, and praise thee without ceasing, 

Glory in thy precious love. 
—4 Finish then thy new creation ; 

Pure, unspotted may we be ; 
Let us see thy great salvation, 

Perfectly restored by thee : 
g Ch-ingM from glory unto glory, 

Till in heaven we take our place ; 
e Till we cast our qrowns before thee, 
a Lost in wonder, love, and praise ! MadAn's Coi* 



Select. HYMN 128, 129, 130. 87 

HYMN 123. C. M~ Reading, [b*] 
Seed in different Grounds. Matt, xiii, 3, 

1 "^S7"E sons of earth, prepare the plough, 

JL Break up your fallow ground : 
The sower is gone forth to sow, 
And scatter blessings round. 

2 The seed that finds a stony soil, 
Shoots forth a hasty blade ; 

But ill repays the sower's toil, 

Soon wither'd, scorch'd, and dead. 

3 The thorny ground is sure to balk 
All hopes of harvest there ; 

We find a tall and sickly stalk, 
But not the fruitful ear. 

4 The beaten path and highway side 
Receive the trust in vain ; 

The watchful birds the prey divide, 

And pick up all the grain. 
o 5 But were the Lord of grace and power, 

Has bless'd the happy field ; 
How plenteous is the golden store, 

The deep wrought furrows yield I 
e 6 Father of mercies, we have aeed 

Of thy preparing grace ; 
— Let the same hand that gives the seed, 

Provide a fruitful place. CowrSR* 

HYMN 129. L. M. Sicilian. [*] ' 
Close of Worship. 

1 TTklSMISS us with thy blessing, Lord, 
3J Help us to feed upon thy word ; 

All that has been amiss, forgive, 
And let thy tiuth within us liv T e. 

2 Though we are guilty thou art good ; 
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood ; 
Give every fetter'd soul release, 

And bid us all depart in peace. HART. 

HYMN 130. L. M. Portugal. [*] 
Close of Worship. 
1 FT! HE peace which God alone reveals, 

JL And by his word of grace imparts, 
Which only the believer feels, 
Direct, and keep, and cheer our hearts. 



83 HYMN 131, 132. Select 

2 And may the holy Three in One, 

The Father, Word, and Comforter, 

Pour an abundant blessing down, 

On ev'ry soul assembled here. Newton 

HYMN 131. C. M. Hymn U. [*] 
Close of Worship. 

1 TWTOW may the God of peace and love, 
J3I Who from th' imprison' d grave, 

Restor'd the Shepherd of the sheep, 
Omnipotent to save ; — 

2 Through the rich merits of that blood, 
Which h« on Calv'ry spilt, 

To make th' eternal cov'nant sure, 
On which our hopes are built ; — 

3 Perfect our souls in ev'ry grace, 
T' accomplish all his will ; 

And all that's pleasing in his sight, 
Inspire us to fulfil ! 

4 For the great Mediator's sake 
We every blessing pray ; 

g With glory let his name be crown'd, 

Through heav'n's eternal day. GiBBOfff. 

HYMN 132. H.M. Allerton. [*b] 

Jubilee. 
q 1 TTJLOW ye the trumpet, blow, 
JD The gladly solemn sound ; 
Let all the nations know, 
To earth's remotest bound : 
o The year of jubilee is come, 

Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home 

— 2 Exalt the Lamb of God, 
e The sin-atonin > Lamb ; 

— Redemption by his blood, 
Through all the world proclaim : 

o The year, &c. 

e 3 Ye who have sold for nought, 
The hvskitage above, 

— Come take it back unbought, 
The gift of Jesus' love : 

o The year, &c. 



Select. HYMN 133. 39 

— 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 
Your liberty receive ; 
And safe in Jesus dwell, 
And blest in Jesus live : 

o The year, &c. 

— 5 The gospel trumpet hear 
The news of pard'nicg grace ; 
Ye happy souls, draw near, 

Behold your Saviour's face : I 

o The year, &c. 

— 6 Jesus, our great high priest, 
Has full atonement made ; 
Ye weary spirits, rest ; 

Ye mourning souls, be glad: 
s The year of Jubilee is come, 

Return, ye ransom'' d sinners, home ! ToplAdy. 

HYMN 133, C. M. Zion. Hymn 2d. [*b] 
The Lord">$ Prayer. 

1 "FEATHER of all, we bow to thee, 
JF Who dwelPst in heav'n adorM ; 

But present still through all thy works, 
The universal Lord. 

2 Forever hallowed be thy name, 
By all below the skies ; 

And may thy kingdom still advance, 
Till grace to glory rise. 

3 Thy glorious purpose, Lord, fulfil ; 
Let all thy glory see ; 

And, as in heaven thy will is done, 
On earth so let it be. 

4 Our wants with every morning grow, 
With food these wants supply ; 

And on our souls the Bread bestow 
Tj eat — and never die ! 

5 Our sins before thee we confess ; 
O may they be forgiv'n I 

As we to others mercy shew, 
We mercy beg of heaven. 

6 Still let thy grace our life direct; 
From evil guard our way ; 

And in temptation's fatal path, 
Permit us not to stray. 
8* 



90 HYMN 134, 135. Select 

7 For thine'a the power, the kingdom thine, 

All glory's due to thee : 
Thine from eternity they were, 

And thine shall ever be. 

HYMN 134. L. M. Armley. [b *] 
Exhortation to Prayer. 
1 "1^7"HAT various hindrances we meet, 

V T In coming to a mercy seat ? 
Yet who that knows the worth of prayer, 
But wishes to be often there ? 
£ Prayer makes the dark'ned cloud withdraw ; 
Prayer climbs the ladder Jacob saw ; 
Gives exercise to faith and love, 
Brings every blessing from above. 
3 Restraining prayer, we cease to fight , 
Prayer makes the Christian's armour bright ; 
And Satan trembles when he sees 
The weakest saint upon his knees, 
e 4 While Moses stood with arms spread wide, 
Success was found on Israel's side ; 
But when through weariness they fail'd, 
That moment Amalek prevaiPd. 

5 Have you no words ? Ah, think again, 
Words flow apace when you complain ; 
And fill a feilow-creature's ear, 

With the sad tale of all your care. 

6 Were half the breath thus vainly spent, 
To heaven in supplication sent, 

Your cheerful song would oft'ner be, 

"Hear what the Lord hath dene forme." Cowpm 

HYMN 135. 7s. Fairfax. [*] 
Power of Prayer, 

1 TN themselves as weak as worms, 
JL How can poor believers stand, 

When temptations, foes, and storms, 
Press them close on every hand ? 

2 Weak indeed they feel they are, 
But they know the throne of grace ; 
And the God, who answers prayer, 
Helps them when they seek his face. 

3 Though the Lord awhile delay, 
Succour they at length obtain ; 



Select. HYMN 138,137. 91 

He who taught their hearts to pray, 

Will not let them cry in vain. 

4 Wrestling- prayer can wonders do, 

Bring* relief in deepest straits ; 

Prayer can force a passage through 

Iron bars and brazen gates. Newton. 

HYMN 136. C. M. Bangor, [b] 
Public Fast. Joel i, 14. 
1 CJEE, gracious Lord, before thy throne, 

>^ Thy mourning people bend 1 
,r Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone, 
Our humble hopes depend. 
e 2 Tremendous judgments, from thy hand 
Thy dreadful pow'rs display ; 
Yet mercy spares this guilty land, 
And still we live to pray. 
p 3 How chang'd, alas ! are truths divine, 
For errour, guilt, and shame I 
What impious numbers, bold in sin, 
Disgrace the Christian name. 
•~4 O turn us, turn us, mighty Lord, 
By thy resistless grace ; 
Then, shall our hearts obey thy word, 
And humbly seek thy face. 
o 5 Then, should insulting foes invade, 

We shall not sink in fear ; 
o Secure of nevor-failing aid, 

When God, our God, is near. Steels. 

HYMN 13~ CM. Wantage, [b] 
Public Fast. Gen. xviii, 23 — 32. 

1 T1THEN Abrah'm full of sacred awe, 

Tt Before Jehovah stood ; 
And with a humble fervent prayer, 
For guilty Sodom sued : — 

2 With what success, what wondrous grace — 
Was his petition crown'd ! 

The Lord would spare, if in that place, 
Ten righteous men were found. 

3 And could a single holy soul, 
So rich a boon obtain ? 

Great God, and shall a nation pray, 
Mid plead with thee in vain ? 



32 HYMN 138, 139. Select 

o 4 Still we are thine — we Lear thy name ; 

Here yet is thine abode ; 
o Long- has thy presence b'ess'd our land — 
e Forsake us not, O God ! Scott. 

HYMN 133. L. ML Worship, [b] 

Public Fast. Ezek. ix, 4 — 6. 

e 1 f\ RIGHTEOUS God, thou judge supreme* 

V^ We tremble at thy dreadful name I 

And all our crying guilt we own, 

In dust and tears before thy throne, 
c 2 So manifold our crimes have been, 

Such crimson tincture dyes our sin, 

That, cou!d we all its horrours know, 

Our streaming- ayes with blood might flow, 
o 3 Estrang'd from reverential awe, 

We trample on thy sacred law : 
p And though such wonders grace has done, 

Anew we crucify thy Son. 
e 4 Justly might this polluted land 

Prove all the vengeance of thy hand ; 
a And bath'd in heaven, thy sword might come, 

To drink our blood and seal our doom. 

e 5 Yet hast thou not a remnant here, 
Whose souls are iilPd with pious fear ? 
O bring thy wonted mercy nigh, 
While prostrate at thy feet they li 3. 

p 6 Behold their teurs, attend their moan, 
Nor turn aivay their secret groan : 
With these we join our humble prayer ; 
Our nation shield, our country spare. Doddridor. 

HYMN 139. L. M. Psalm 91th. [b] 
Fast, God\? Controversy. Mic. vi, 1 — 3. 
6 1 T ISTEN, ye hills ; ye mountains hear ; 
JLj Jehovah vindicates his laws ; 
Trembling in silence at his bar, 
Thou earth, attend thy Maker's cause, 
d 2 Israel appear ; present thy plea ; 
And charge th° i lmighty to his face ; 
Say, if his rules oppressive be ; 
Say, if defective be his grace. 



Select. HYMN 140. 93 

c 3 Eternal Judge, the action cease ; 

Our lips are seal'd in conscious shame ; 
b 'Tis ours in sackcLoth to confess, 
—•And thine, the sentence to proclaim. 

4 Ten thousand witnesses arise, 

Thy mercies and our crimes appear, 

More than the stars that deck the skies, 

And all our dreadful guilt declare, 
e 5 How shall we come before thy face, 

And in thine awful presence bow ? 

What offerings can secure thy grace, 

Or calm the terrours of thy brow ? 
e 6 Thousands of rams in vain might bleed ; 

Rivers of oil might blaze in vain ; 

Or the first-born's devoted head 

With horrid gore thine altar stain. 
— 7 But thy own Lamb all-gracious God, 

Whom impious sinners dar'd to slay I 
o Has sovereign virtue in his blood 

To purge the nation's guilt away. 

—8 With humble faith to that we fly ; 
With that may we be sprinkled o'er ; 
Trembling no more in dust we lie, 
And dread thy hand and bar no more. Doddridge. 

~ HYMN 140. L. M. Weldon. [*] 
Thanksgiving: Seasons crowned with Goodness. Ps.lxv 11. 

1 YjlTFRNAL Source of every joy ! 

■ J Well may thy praise our lips employ : 
While in thy temple we appear, 
To hail thee Sovereign of the year. 

2 Wide as the wheels of nature roll, 
Thy hand supports and guides the whole ; 
The sun is taught by thee to rise, 

And darkness when to veil the skies. 

3 The flowery spring, at thy command, 
Perfumes the air, and paints the land ; 
The summer rays with vigour shine, 
To raise the corn, and cheer the vine. 

4 Thy hand, in autumn, richly pours 
Thro' all our coasts redundant stores ; 
And winters, soften'd by thy care, 
No mo~e the face of horrour wear. 



94 HYMN 141, 142. Select. 

5 Seasons, and months, and weeks, and days, 
Demand successive songs of praise ; 

And be the grateful homage paid, 
With morning light and evening shade. 

6 Here in thy house let incense rise, 
And circling sabbaths bless our eyes ; 
Till to those lofty heights we soar, 
Where days and years revolve no more. 

Rippon's Col. 

HYMN 141. L. M. Green's. [*] 
Dedication of a House for Worship. Ps. Ixxxvii, 5. 
c 1 A ND will the great eternal God, 
_/jL On earth establish his abode ? 

And will he, from his radiant throne, 
* Avow our temple for his own ? 
o 2 We bring the tribute of our praise ; 

And sing that condescending grace, 

Which to our notes will lend an ear, 

And call us sinful mortals near. 
-«-3 Our Father's watchful care we bless, 

Which guards our synagogues in peace ! 

That no tumultuous foes invade, 

To fill our worshippers with dread, 
e 4 These walls we to thy honour raise ; 

Long may they echo to thy praise ; 

And thou, descending, fill the place, 

With choicest tokens cf thy grace. 
— 5 Here let the great Redeemer reign, 

With all the glories of his train ; 
o While power divine his words attends, 

To conquer foes, and cheer his friends. 
g 6 And in the great decisive day, 

When God the nations shall survey, 

May it before the world appear, 

That crowds were born to glory here. Doddridge* 

HYMN 142. H.M. Allerton. [*] 
Dedication of a House for Worship. 
1 TIN sweet exalted strains, 
JL The King of glory praise ; 
O'er heaven and earth he reigns, 
Through everlasting days ; 



Select HYMN 143. 95 

g He, with a nod, the world controls, 

Sustains, or sinks, the distant poles. 

e 2 To earth he bends his throne — 

His throne of grace divine ; 
o Wide is his bounty known, 
And wide his glories shine : 
o Fair Salem, still his chosen rest : 

Is with his smiles and presence blest. 
— 3 Great King of glory, come, 
And with thy favour, crown 
This temple as thy dome — 
This people as thy own : 
Beneath this roof, O deign to show, 
How God can dwell with men below. 
4 Here may thine ears attend 
Thy people's humble cries ; 
And grateful praise ascend, 
All fragrant, to the skies : 
o Here may thy word melodious sound, 
And spread celestial joys around. 
— 5 Here may th' attentive throng, 
Imbibe thy truth and love ; 
And converts join the song 
Of seraphim above : 
o And willing crowds surround thy board, 
With sacred joy, and sweet accord, 
—6 Here may our unborn sons 
And daughters sound thy praise ; 
And shine like polishM stones, 
Through long succeeding d-ays : 
g Here, Lord, display thy saving power, 

While temples stand, and men adore. Francis, 

HYMN 143. L. M. Old Hundred. [*] 
Ordination: Joshua the high Priest. Zech. iii, 6, 7. 

1 ^\ RE AT Lord of angels, we adore 

\JT The grace that builds thy courts below ; 

And thro' ten thousands sons o{ lights 

Stoops to regard what mortals do. 
e 2 Amidst the wastes of time and death, 
— Sucessive pastors thou dost raise, 

Thy charge to keep, thy house to guide, 

And form a people for thy praise. 



96 HYMN 144. Select 

o 3 The heav'nly natives with delight 

Hover around the sacred place ; 

Nor scorn to learn from mortal tongues 

The wonders of redeeming- grace. 
—4 At length, dismiss'd from feeble clay, 

Thy servants join th' angelic band ; 
o With them, thro' distant worlds they fly ; 
e With them, before thy presence stand. 
o 5 O glorious hope ! O blest employ ! 
e Sweet lenitive of grief and care! 

When shall we reach those radiant courts, 

And all their joy and honour share ? 
— 6 Yet while these labours we pursue, 

Thus distant from thy heavenly throne, 

Give us a zeal and love like theirs, 
g And half their heaven shall here be known. 

Doddridge, 

HYMN 144. H. M~ Whitchurch. [*] 
Ordination. Ministers a sweet savour to God.2 Cor. ii, 15,16 
1 TJRAISE to the Lord on high, 

JL Who spreads his triumphs wide ! 
e While Jesus' fragrant name 

Is breath'd on every side : 
— Ealmy and rich the odours rise, 
o And fill the earth, and reach the skies. 
— 2 Ten thousand dying souls, 

Its influence feel — and live ; 

Sweeter than vital air 

The incense they receive : 
o They breathe anew, and rise and sin£~ 
o Jesus the Lord, their conquering King. 
e 3 But sinners scorn the grace, 

That brings salvation nigh : 

They turn away their face. 
a And faint, and fall, and die. 
p So sad a doom, ye saints, deplore, 
a For O ! they fall to rise no more. 
— - 4 Yet, wise and mighty God, 

Shall all thy servants be, 

In those who live or die, 

A savour sweet to thee ; 
o Supremely bright thy grace shall shine, 
e Guarded with flames of wrath divine. Doddridge. 



Select. HYMN 145, 146. 97 

HYMN 145. L. M. Leeds. Oporto. [*] 
Gospel Ministry 'instituted by Christ. Eph. iv, 11, 12. 

1 "jT^ATHER of mercies, in thy house, 
Jl Smile on our homage and our vows ; 

While, with a grateful heart, we share 

These pledges of our Saviour's care. 

& The Saviour, when to heaven he ?">se 

In splendid triumph o'er his foes, 

Scattered his gifts on men below, 

And wide his royal bounties flow. 

S Hence sprung th' apostles' honour'd name, 

Sacred beyond heroic fame ; 

Hence dictates the prophetic sag*, 

And hence the evangelic page. 

< In lower forms, to bless our eyes, 

Pastors from hence and teachers rise ; 

Who, tho' with feebler rays they shine, 

Still gild a Jong — extended line. 

5 From Christ their varied gifts derive, 

And fed by Christ their graces live : 
tt While guarded by his potent hand, 

'Midst all the rage &f hell they stand, 
o 6 So shall the bright succession run, 

Through the last courses of the sun ; 

While unborn churches, by their care, 

Shall rise and flourish, large and fair. 
— 7 Jesus our Lord their hearts shall know, 

The spring whence all these blessings flow : 
o Factors and people shout his praise, 
£ Thro' the long round of endless days. Doddridge, 

HYMN 146. C. M. Sunday. [*] 

Gospel Treasure in earthen vessels. 

1 TTTTQW rich thy bounty, King of kings I 
JLJL Thy favours, how dirine I 

The blessings which thy gospel brings, 
How splendidly they shine ! 

2 Gold is but dross, and gems but toys ; 
Should gold and gems compare, 

How mean ! when set against those joys, 
Thy poorest servants share ? 
Select. 9 



90 HYMN 147, 148. Select 

c 3 Yet all these treasures of thy grace, 

Are lodged in urns of clay ; 
— And the weak sons of mortal race 

Th 1 immortal gifts convey. 
e 4 Feebly they lisp thy glories forth, 
o Yet grace the victory gives ; 
e Quickly they moulder back to earth — 
o Yet still the gospel lives. 
— 5 Such wonders power divine effects, 
o Such trophies God can raise ; 
— His hand, from crumbling dust, erects 
o His monuments of praise. Salisbury Col. 

HYMN 147. L. M. Carthage. [* b] 
Prayer for a sick Minister. 

1 d~\ THOU, befcre whose gracious throne, 
vJ^ We bow our suppliant spirit down: 

View the sad breast, the streaming eye, 
And let our sorrows pierce the sky. 

2 Thou know 1 st the anxious cares we feel, 
And all our trembling lips would tell ; 
Thou only canst assuage our grief, 

And yield our wo-fraught heart relief. 

3 With power benign, thy servant spare, 
Nor turn aside thy peopled prayer ; 
Avert thy swift descending stroke, 

Nor smite the shepherd of the flock. 

4 Restore him, sinking to the grave ; 
Stretch out thine arm, make haste to save ; 
Back to our hopes and wishes give, 

And bid our friend and father live. 

5 Bound to each soul by tenderest ties, 
In every breast his image lies ; 

Thy pitying aid, O God, impart, 

Ncr rend him from r,?ch bleeding heart. 

6 Yet if our supplications fail, 

And prayers and tears can nought prevail ; 

Be thou his strength, be thou his stay, 

And guide him safe to endless day. EvAw** CV/Im 

HYMN 148. C. M. Canterbury, [b *T ' 
Death of a Minister. 
1 TTTf IS master taken from his head, 
JLJL Elisha saw him go ; 



Select. HYMN 149. 99 

And in desponding- accents said, 
e M Ah ! what must Israel do ?" 

—2 But he forgot, the Lord, who lifts 
The beggar to the throne, 
Nor knew that all Elijah's gifts, 
Would soon be made his own. 
d 3 What — when a Paul has run his course, 
Or when Apollos dies — - 
Is Israel left without resource ? 
And have we no supplies ? 

o 4 Yes, while the dear Redetiner lives, 
We have a boundless store ; 

— And shall be fed with what he gives, 

g Who lives for evermore. CowPER. 

HYMN 149. CM. Hymn 2d. [b *] 
Death of a Minister. 

1 VTOW let our mourning hearts revive, 

J3I And all our tears be dry ; 
Why should those eyes be drown'd in grief, 
Which view a Saviour nigh ? 
e 2 What tho' the arm of conquering death 

Does God's own house invade ? 

p What tho' the prophet and the priest, 

Be number'd with the dead ? — 

— 3 Tho' earthly shepherds dwell in dust, 

The aged, and the young — 
The watchful eye in darkness clos'd, 
And mute the instructive tongue ; — 
O 4 Th' eternal Shepherd still survives, 
New comfort to impart ; 
His eyes still guides us, and his voice 
Still animates our heart. 
d 5 " Lo I am with you,' 1 saith the Lord, 
" My church shall safe abide ; 
u For I will ne'er forsake my own, 
u Whose souk in me connde." 
o 6 Thro' every scene of life and death, 
This promise is our trust ; 
And this shall be our children's s^ng, 
e When we are cold in dust. ' Doddridgp 



100 HYMN 150, 151. Select 

HYMN 150. C. M. Colchester. [*] 
Christ the Hefuge of the Church. 

1 "JUTE who on earth as man was known, 
e JLjL And bore our sins and pains ; 

g Now, seated on th 1 eternal throne — 
The God cf glory reigns ! 

2 His hands the wheels of nature guide, 
With an unerring skill ; 

And countless worlds extended wide, 
Obey his sovereign will. 

3 While harps unnumber'd sound his praise, 
Tn yonder world above ; 

o His saints on earth admire his ways, 

And glory in his love. 
-—4 His righteousness to faith reveal'd, 

Wrought out for guilty worms ; 
o Affords a hiding place, and shield, 

From enemies and storms. 
— 5 When troubles, like a burning sun, 

Beat heavy on their head ; 
o To this high rock his people run, 

And find a pleasing shade. 
e 6 How glorious he ! — how happy they !— 

In such a glorious friend ! 
o Whose love secures them all the way, 
o And crowns them at the end. 

HYMN 151. L. M. Moreton. [*b] 
Covenant engagements joy fully recognised. 2 Chron. xv, 1 5 

1 g~\ HAPPY day," that fix'd my choice, 

\jr On thee, my Saviour, and my God ! 
Well may this glowing heart rejoice, 
And tell its raptures ail abroad. 

1 2 O happy bond, that seals my vows 
To him, who merits all my love ! 

e Let cheerful anthems fill his house, 

While to that sacred shrine I move. 
d 3 'Tis done :-— the great transaction's done ; 

I am my Lord's, and he is mine : 

He drew me — and I follow' d on — 

Charm'd. to confess the voice divine. 
—4 Now rest, my long-divided heart, 

Fix'd on this blissful centre, rest ; 

With ajhes who would grudge to part, 

When call'd on angels 1 bread to feast ? 



Select. HYMN 152, 153. 101 

5 High L^av'n, that heard the solemn vow, 
That vow renew'd shall daily hear : 
e Till in life's latest hour I bow, 

And bless in death a bond so dt_~r. Doddridge. 

HYMN 152. C. P. M. Bradbury. [*] 
Covenant Everlasting. 
O 1 "VTOW for a hymn of praise to God! 
J3I Ye trophies of a Saviour's blood, 
Join the sweet choir above ; 
All your harmonious accents bring, 
Wake every high, celestial string, 
To chant redeeming love. 
-—2 Ere God pronounc'd creation good, 
Or bade the vast, unbounded flood 

Through fixed channels run ; 
Ere light from ancient chaos sprung, 
Or angels earth's formation sung, 
He chose us in his Son. 
g 3 Then was the cov'nant order 1 1. sure, 
Through endless ages to endure, 
By Israel's triune God : 
—That none his covenant might evade, 
With oaths and promises 'twas made, 
e And ratify'd in blood. 
o 4 God is the refuge of my soul, 
Tho' tempests rage, tho' billows roll, 
And hellish powers assail : 
g- Eternal walls are my defence, 
Environed with Omnipotence— 
What foe can e'er prevail ? 
■— 5 Then let infernal legions roar, 

And waste their cursed, vengeful pow'r 5 
d My soul their wrath disdains : 
g In God, my refuge, I'm secure, 
While cov'nant piomises endure, 
Or my Redeemer reigns. 

HYMN 153. lis. Idumea. [*] 
Church in •Affliction. Isa. xlix, 14 — 17. 
e 1 £~\ ZION afflicted with wave upon wave, 

\J Wkom no man can comfort, wkorn no man can save; 
With dcrkness surrounded, by terrours dismay'd, 
In toiling and rowing, thy strength is decay'd. 
9* 



102 HYMN 154, 155. Select 

o tZ Loud roaring-, the billows now nigh overwhelm, 

— But skilfuPs the Pilot who sits at the helm ; 

o His wisdom conducts thee, his power thee defends ; 

In safety and qu.et thy warfare he ends, 
d 3 "O fearful ! O faithless ! in mercy he cries ; 

4 1 My promise, my truth, are they light in thine eyes? 

M Still, still I am with thee, my promise shall stand ; 

" Through tempest and tossing I'll bring thee to land. 

4 u Forget thee I will not — I cannot ; thy name, 
u Engrav'd on my heart doth forever remain ; 

u The palms of my hands while I look on 1 see, 
u The wounds I receiv'd when suiT'ring for thee* 

5 u I feel at my heart all thy sighs and my groans, 
" For thou art most near me, my flesh and my bones ; 
u In all thy distresses thy Head feels the pain :-— » 
u Yet all are most needful, not one is in vain. 

6 " Then trust me, and fear not ; thy life is seen: c, 
" My wisdom is perfect, supreme is my power *, 

" In love I correct thee, thy soul to refine, 
u To make thee at length in my likeness to shine. *' 
Jay's Col. 

HYMN 154. 8 & 7. Love Divine. [* j 
Consolation of Israel. Luke ii, 25. 

1 ^lOME, thou long expected Jesus, 
V_y Born to set thy people free ; 

From our fears and sins release us, 

Let us find our rest in thee : 
Israel's Strength and Consolation, 

Hope of all the saints thou art ; 
Dear Desire of ev'ry nation, 

Joy of evVy longing heart. 

2 Born, thy people to deliver ; 
Born a child — and yet a King ; 

Born to reign in us forever, 

Now thy precious Kingdom bring*, 
By thine own eternal Spirit, 

Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
By thine all-sufficient merit, 

Raise us to thy glorious throne. MadAn's Cn»«. 

HYMN 155. L. M. Islington, [b] 
ChrisPsdid dress to IheChurch at Ephcsus. Re v.ii, \-^? 
1 fJlHUS saith the Lord to Ephesus, 
JL And thus he speaks to some of us ; 



Select. HYMN 1SG. 103 

d c; Amidst my churches, lo, I stand, 
And hold the pastors in my hand. 

2 w Thy works to me are fully known, 
Thy patience, and thy toil I own ; 
Thy views of gospel truth are clear, 
Nor canst thou other doctrine bear. 

3 w Yet I must blame, while I approve : 
Where is thy first, thy fervent love ? 
Dost thou forget my love to thee, 
That thine is grown so faint to me ? 

4 u Recall to mind the happy days, 
When thou wast fill'd with joy and praise ; 
Repent — thy former works renew, 

Then I'll restore thy comforts too. 

5 M Return at once, when I reprove, 
Lest I thy candlestick remove ; 
And thou, loo late, thy loss lament, 

I warn before I strike : — Repent.'' ' 
e 6 Hearken to what the Spirit sa : th, 

To him who overcomes by faith ; 
6 M The fruit of life's unfading trec^ 

In Paradise his food shall be." Newton. 

HYMN 156. C. M. York, [*] 
ChrisPs Address to the Church at Smyrna. Rev.ii,l 1. 

1 fjn HE message first to Smyrna sent, 

JL A message full of grace ; 
To all the Saviour's flock is meant, 
In every age and place. 

2 Thus to his church, his chosen bride, 
Saith the great First and Last, 

Who ever lives — though once he died ! 
d u Hold thy profession fast. 

3 u Thy workf and sorrow well I know, 
Perform'd and borne for me ; 

Foot though thou art, despisM and low^ 
Yet who is rich like thee ? 

4 u I know thy foes, and what they say, 
How long they have blasphem'd ; 

The sjmagogue of Satan, they, 

Though they would Jews be deemVL 

5 " Though Satan for a season rage, 
And prisons be your lot : 

I am your friend, and I engage 
You shall not be forgot* 



104 HYMN 157, 158. Select. 

6 u Be faithful unto death, nor fear 

A few short days of strife ; 
Behold the prize you soon shall wear, 
A crown of endless life.*" 
c 7 Hear what the Holy Spirit saith 

Of all who overcome ; 
o u They shall escape the second death, 
e The sinner's awful doom !" NEWTOJfe 

HYMN 157. 7 & 6. Clark's, Hymn bth. [b *] 
ChrisPs Address to the Church at Sardis. Rev. iii, l-&» 
d 1 " "^C^RITE to Sardis, saith the Lord, 
T T And write what he declares ; 
He whose Spirit, and whose Word, 

Upholds the seven stars ; 

All thy works and ways I search, 

Find thy zeal and love decay'd ; 

Thou art call'd a living church, 

But thou art cold and dead. 

2 " Watch — remember — seek, and strive > 
Exert thy former pains : 

Let thy timely care revive, 

And strengthen what remains : 
Cleanse thy heart, thy works amend, 
Former times to mind recall ; 
Lest my sudden stroke descend, 

And smite thee once for all. 

3 Yet I number now in thee, 
A few who are upright ; 

These my Father's face shall see, 

And walk with me in white : 
When in judgment I appear, 
They for mine shall stand confessed : 
Let my faithful servants hear, 

And wo be to the rest." CowPER. 

HYMN 158, L. M. Oporto. [*] 

ChrisPs Address to the Church at Philadelphia. Rev. 

iii, 7—13. 

1 nnHUS saith the Holy One, and true 

JL To his beloved faithful few ; 
14 Of heav'n and hell 1 hold the keys, 
To shut or open as 1 please. 

2 M I know thy works, and I approve. 
Though small thy strength, sincere thy love ; 



Select. HYMN 159. 105 

Go en my word and name to own, 
For none shall rob thee of thy crown. 

3 M Before thee see my mercy's door 
Stands open wide to shut no more ; 
Fear not temptation's iiery day, 

For I will be thy strength and stay. 

4 u Thou hast my promise, hold it fast ; 
Thy trying* hour will soon be past : 
Rejoice — for lo ! I quickly come, 

To take thee to my heav'nly home, 
g 5 "A pillar there no more to move, 

Inscrib'd with all my names of love : 

A monument of mighty grace, 

Thou shalt forever have a place." 
— 6 Such is the conqueror's reward, 

Prepared and promis'd by the Lord ; 

Let him who hath the ear of faith, 

Attend to what the Spirit saith. Newtcx, 

HYMN 159. L. M. jYewcourL [b] 
Christ* s Address to the Church at Laodicca. Rev. 

iij, 14—50. 
d 1 TTTEAR, what the Lcrd, the great Amen, 
JLJL The true and faithful Witness, says 
He form'd the vast creation's plan, 
.And searches all our hearts and ways. 

2 To some he speaks as once of old, 
d u I know thee — thy profession's vain ; 

Since thou art neither hot nor cold, 
I'll spit thee from me with disdain. 

3 tl Thou boastest ; I am wise and rich, 
Increas'd in goods, and nothing need ;' 
And dost not know thou art a wretch, 
Naked, and poor, and blind, and dead. 

4 " Yet while I thus rebuke, I love, 
My message is in mercy sent ; 

That thou may'st my compassion prove, 
I can forgive if thou repent. 

5 u Would' st thou be truly rich and wise, 
Come buy my gold in fire well try'd ; 

My ointment, to anoint thine eyes, 
My robe, thy nakedness to hide. 

6 u See, at thy door I stand and knock ; 
Poor sinner, shall I wait in vain? 



106 HYMN 160, 161. Select. 

Quickly thy stubborn heart unlock, 

That I may enter with my train. 

7 " Thou canst not entertain a king, 

Unworthy thou of such a guest ! 

But I my own provision bring, 

To make thy soul a heav'nly feast. Newto^T 

HYMN 160. S. M. Newton. [*f 
Promise to Believers and their children, 

1 "jr ORD, what our ears have heard, 
.1 A Our eyes delighted trace ; 

Thy love in long succession shown 
To Zion's chosen race. 

2 Our children thou dost claim, 
And mark them out for thine : 

Ten thousand blessings to thy name, 
For goodness so divine. 

3 Thee let the fathers own, 
And thee, the sons adore ; 

Join'd to the Lord in solemn vows, 
To be forgot no more. 

4 Thy cov'nant may they keep, 
And bless the happy bands,- — 

Which closer still engage their hearts, 
To honour thy commands, 
e 5 How great thy mercies, Lord ! 
How plenteous is thy grace ! 
Which, in the promise of thy love, 
Includes our rising race. 
o 6 Our offspring still thy care, 

Shall own their fathers 1 God ; 
To latest times thy blessings share, 
o And sound thy praise abroad. Salisbury Coi 

~~ HYMN J61. CM. ~~~SL Ann's. [*] 
ChrisVs condescending Regard to Little Children, 
Mark x, 14. 
1 ^1EE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand 
1^ With all engaging charms ; 
e Hark, how he calls the tender Lambs, 

And folds them in his arms. 
(1 2 u Permit them to approach, 11 he cries, 
u Nor scorn their humble name ; 
4t For 'twas to bless such souls as these, 
u The Lord of angels came." 



Select. HYMN 162, 163. 107 

o 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands, 

And yield them up to thee ; 
Joyful that we ourselves are thine, 

Thine let our offspring be. 
-—4 Ye little flock with pleasure hear ; 

Ye children seek his face ; 
o And fly with transports to receive 

The blessings of his grace. 
e 5 If orphans they are left behind, 

— Thy guardian care we trust ; 

t That care shall heal our bleeding heart, 

a If weeping o'er their dust. Doddridge. 

IOMN 162. S. M. Bingham. [*] 
Infants given to God in Baptism. Isa. lxv, 23. 
1 d^i RE AT God, now condescend 
\jT To bless our rising race ; 
Soon may their willing spirits bend 
To thy victorious grace. 
e 2 O what a vast delight, » 

Their happiness to %ee ! 
Our warmest wishes all unite 
To lead their souls to thee. 

— 3 Now bless, thou God of iove, 

This ordinance divine ; 
Send thy good Spirit from above, 
And make th ese children thine. Fellows. 

HYMJNM 637" C. M. York. [*] 
Young Persons invited to seek and love Christ Prov. viii,17. 

1 *^t7"E hearts with youthful vigour warm, 

JL In smiling crowds draw near ; 
And turn from ev'ry mortal charm, 
A Saviour's voice to hear. 

2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 
Stoops to converse with you ; 

And lays his radiant glories by, 
Your welfare to pursue. 
d 3 M The soul who longs to see my face, 
u Is sure my love to gain ; 
u And those who early seek my grace, 
" Shall never seek in vain." 
<? 4 'What object, Lord, my soul should move, 
If once compar'd with thee ? 



108 , HYMN 1G4, 165. Select 

What beauty should command my love, 

Like what in Christ I see ? 
d 5 Away, ye false delusive toys, 

Vain tempters of the mind ! 
o 'Tis here I fix my lasting" choice, 

And here true bliss I find. Doddridge. 

HYMN 164. L. M. Gloucester. [*] 
Early Piety. Matt, xii, 20. 

1 TTJTO W soft the words my Saviour speaks ! 
JLJL How kind the promises he makes i 

A bruised reed he never breaks, 
Nor will he quench tbe smoking" flax. 

2 The humble poor he wont despise, 
Nor on the contrite sinner frown ; 
Hh ear is open to their cries, 

He quickly seals salvation down. 

3 When piety in early minds, 
Like tender buds begins to shoot, 

He guards the plants from threat'ning winds, 
And ripens blossoms into fruit. 

4 With bumble souls he bears a part, 
In all the sorrows th^y endure ; 
Tender and gracious is his heart, 
His promise is for ever sure. 

5 He &ees the struggles that prevail, 
Between the pow'rs of grace a«:d sin; 
He kindly listens while they tell 
The bitter pangs they feel within. 

6 Tho 1 pre ss 1 d with fears on ev'ry side, 
They know not how the strife may end ; 
Yet he will soon the cause decide, 

And judgment unto vict'ry send. Stewnet. 

HYMN 165. C. M. Wareham. [b *] * 
Young Persons' entreated, 
t 1 TTJESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth, 
X3 Tbe gift of saving grace ; 
And let the seed of sacred truth 
Fall in a fruitful place. 
—2 Grace is a plant, wherever it grows, 
Of pure and heav'nly root ; 
But fairest in the youngest shows, 
And yield* the sweetest fruit. 



Select. HYMN 166. 109 

d 3 Ye careless ones, O hear betimes, 

The voice of sovereign love ! 
e Your youth is stained with many crimes, 
o But mercy reigns above. 
d 4 True you are young, but there's a stone 

Within the youngest breast, 
Or half the crimes which you have done, 

Would rob you of your rest. 
—5 For you the public prayer is made, 

Oh, join the public prayer ! 
p For you the secret tear is shed, 

O shed yourselves a tear. 
—6 We pray that you may early prove, 

The Spirit's power to teach ; 
*You cannot be too young to love 

That Jesus whom we preach. Cowpeb,. 

HYMN 166. 7s. Redeeming Love. [b*] 
Prayer for young Persons. 

1 "T^rOW may fervent prayer arise, 

J3I WingM with faith, and pierce the skies ; 

Fervent prayer will bring us down 

Gracious answers from the throne. 
t 2 Shepherd of thy blood-bought sheep, 

Teach the stony heart to weep ; 

Let the blind have eyes to see — 
e See themselves — and look on thee. 
— 3 Let the minds of all our youth 

Feel the force of sacred truth ; 

While the gospel call they hear, 

May they learn to love and fear. 

4 Show them what their ways have been ; 

Show them the desert of sin ; 
e Then thy dying love reveal ; 

This shall melt a heart of steel. 
—5 Where thou hast thy work begun, 

Give new strength the race to run; 

Scatter darkness, clouds, and fears, 

Wipe away the mourner's tears. 
—6 Bless us all, both old and young: 

Call forth praise from ev'ry tongue ; 

Let the whole assembly prove 

All thy power, and ail thy love. Newtoh. 

Select. 10 



110 HYMN 167, 163. Select 

HYMN 167. 7s. Fairfax, [b] 
Prayer J b? Children. 

1 |^ RACIOUS Lord, cur children see ; 
\JT By thy mercy we are free ; 

But shall these, alas ! remain 
Subjects still of Satan's reign ? 

2 Israel's infants, when of old, 
Pharaoh threaten' d to withhold ; 

d Then thy Messenger, said u No : 

u Let the children also go." 
e 3 When the angel of the Lord,. 

Drawing forth his dreadful sword, 

Slew with an avenging hand, 

All the first-born of the land ; — • 

o 4 Then thy people's doors he pass'd, 

Where the bloody sign was plac'd : 
c Hear us now upon our knees, 

Plead the blood of Christ for these. 
e 5 Lord, we tremble, for we know 

How the fierce malicious foe, 

Wheeling round his watchful flight, 

Keeps them ever in his sight. 
— 6 Spread thy pinions, King of kings ! 

Hide them safe beneath thy wings : 
e Lest the rav'nous birds of prey 

Seize and bear the brood away. Cowpkr 

HYMN 168. 8 & 7. Calvary, [b] 
Surrender to infinite Love. Sacramejttai. 

1 "W^TTHEN I view my Saviour bleeding, 
T ▼ For my sins, upon the tree ; 
t O how wondrous ! — how exceeding 

Great his love appears to me ! 
e 2 Floods of deep distress and anguish, 

To impede his labours came ; 
— Yet they all could not extinguish 

Love's eternal, burning flame. 
e 3 Now redemption is completed, 

Full salvation is procur'd : 
o Death and Satan are defeated, 

By Vre suff'rings he endur'd. 



Select HYMN 169,170. Ill 

o 4 Now the gracious Mediator, 

Risen to the courts of bliss, 
Claims for me a sinful creature, 

Pardon, righteousness, and peace. 
—5 Sure such infinite affection 

Lays the highest claims to mine ; 
o All my pow'rs without exception, 

Should in fervent praises join. 
—6 Jesus, fit me for thy service, 

Form me for thyself alone ; 
c I am thy most costly purchase ; 

Take possession of thy own. Le e. 

HYMN 169. C. M. Canterbury, [b *] 
ChrisPs Flesh Meat indeed. Sacramental. John 
vi, 53-— 56. 

1 TTTTERE at thy table, Lord, we meet, 
JLJL To feed on food divine ; 

Thy body is the bread we eat, 
Thy precious blood the wine. 

2 He who prepares this rich repast, 
Himself comes down and dies ; 

And then invites us thus to feast 
Upon the sacrifice. 

3 Here peace and pardon sweetly flow ; 
Oh, what delightful food ! 

We eat the bread and drink the wine — 
But think on nobler good. 

4 The bitter torments he endur'd, 
Upon th' accursed tree, 

For me — each welcome guest may say, 
'Twas all procur'd for me. 

5 Sure there was never love so free — 
Dear Saviour — so divine ! 

Well thou may'st claim that heart of me, 

Which owes so much to thine. Stennet. 

HYMN 170. C. M. York. Barby. [*J~ 

Welcome to the Table. Sacramental. 
1 rWlHIS is the feast of heav'nly wine, 

JL And God invites to sup ; 
The juices of the living vine, 
Were press'd to fill the cup. 



112 HYMN 171. SeVct 

o 2 Oh, bless the Saviour, ye who eat, 

With royal dainties fed ; 
—Not heav'n affords a costlier treat, 
e For Jesus is the bread ! 
c 3 The vile, the lost — he calls to them ; 
d " Ye trembling souls appear ! 
"The righteous in their own esteem, 

u Have no acceptance here. 
4 u Approach, ye poor, nor dare refuse 

46 The banquet spread for you ;" 
e Dear Saviour, this is welcome news, 
o Then I may venture too. 
— 5 If guilt and sin afford a plea, 

And may obtain a place ; 
o Surely the Lord will welcome me, 

And I shall see his face. Cowper* 

HYMN 171. L. M. Gloucester, [b*] 
Christ Crucified. Sacramental, 

1 "¥^7*KEN on the cross, my Lord I see, 

T T Bleeding to death for wretched me ; 
— Satan and sin no more can move, 
For I am all transform'd to love. 

2 His thorns and nails pierce through my heart, 
In every groan I bear a part ; 

« I view his wounds with streaming eyes, 
p But see, — he bows his head and dies ! 
— 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of God, 
a Wounded, and dead, and bath'd in blood ! 
e Behold his side, and venture .near ; 
— The well of endless life is here. 

4 Here I forget my cares and pains ; 

I drink, yet still my thirst remains : 

Only the fountain-head above, , 

Can satisfy the thirst of love. 
e 5 Oh that I thus could always feel ! 

Lord, more and more thy love reveal ; 
o Then my glad tongue shall loud proclaim 

The grace and glory of thy Name. 
o 6 Thy Name dispels my guilt and fear, 

Revives my heart, and charms my ear ; 

Affords a balm for ev'ry wound, 
d And Satan trembles at the sound. Newtoh 



Select HYMN 172, 173. * 113 

HYMN 172. C. M. Barby. [b *] 
Jesus hasting to suffer. Sacramental. 
e 1 fTlHE Saviour — what a noble flame 

JL Was kindled in his breast ; 
—-When hasting" to Jerusalem, 

He march'd before the rest ! 
o 2 Good-will to men, and zeal for God, 

His ev'ry thought engross : 
c He longs to be baptiz'd with blood ! 

He pants to reach the cross ! 
e 3 With all his sufferings full in view, 

And woes, to us unknown, 
n Forth to the task his spirit flew — 
'Twas love that urg'd him on. 
e 4 Lord, we return thee — what we can I 
o Our hearts shall sound abroad, 

Salvation, to the dying Max, 
g And to the rising God ! 
— 5 And while thy bleeding glories here, 
Engage our wond'ring eyes ; 
We learn our lighter cross to bear, 
o And hasten to the skies. Cowpeb.. 

HYMN 173. 8, 7 & 4. Helmsley. [*] 
It is finished. Sacramental, 
c 1 TT ARK ! the voice of lo\ e and mercy, 

JLJL Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
o See, it rends the rocks asunder — 

Shakes the earth, and veils the sky J 
d " It is finished !"— 

e Hear the Saviour — dying — cry.' 
d 2 It is finish' d ! — O what pleasure 
Do these precious words afford ! 
o Heav'nly blessings without measure, 

Flow to us from Christ the Lord. 
d It is finish'd !— 

* Saints, the dying words record. 
— 3 Finish'd — all the types and shadows 
Of the ceremonial law ; 
Finished — all that Gcd had promis'd ; 
Death and hell no more shall awe : 
d It is finished ! 

— Sadnts, from hence your comforts draw. 
10* 



114 HYMN 174, 175. Select. 

o 4 Ransom'd ones, approach the table — 
Taste the soul reviving food : 
Nothing's half so sweet and pleasant, 
As the Saviour's flesh and blood. 
d It i3 finish' d — 

— Christ has borne the heavy load. 
o 5 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs, — 

Join to sing" the pleasing theme ; 
o All on earth, and all in heaven, 
Join to praise Emmanuel's name, 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory to the bleeding Lamb ! Burder's Coi, 

HYMN 174. 7s. Fairfax. [*b] 
// is good to be here. Sacramental. 



1 ~B~ ET me dwell on Golgotha, 



a JLi Weep — and love my life away I 
e While I see him on the tree, 
a Weep — and bleed — and die for me ! 
— 2 That dear blood for sinners spilt, 

Shows my sin in all its guilt : 
p Ah, my soul, behold the load ! 
a Hast thou slain the Lamb of God ! 
d 3 Hark ! his dying word, t( " Forgive, 

" Father, let the sinner live : 

u Sinner, wipe thy tears away, 

u I thy ransom freely pay." 
. -4 While I hear this grace reveal'd, 

And obtain a pardon seal'd ; 

All my soft affections move, 

Waken'd by the force of love. 
d 5 Farewell, world, the gold is dross, 

Now I see the bleeding Oross ; 
— Jesus died to set me free, 

From the law, and sin, and thee I 

6 He has dearly bought my soul, 

Lord, accept, and claim the whole ; 

To thy will 1 all resign, 
e Now no more my own, but thine. Newton 

HYMN 175. H. M. Bethesda. [*] 
The Fountain of Life. Sacramental, 
1 I 1 AIL, everlasting Spring ! 
JK! Celestial Fountain, hail ! 



Select. HYMN 176. If 5 

Thy streams »alvation bring, 
The waters never fail : 
Still they endure, and still they flow, 
For all our wo a sov'reign cure. 
o 2 Blest be His wounded side, 
And blest his bleeding heart, 
Who all in anguish died, 
Such favours to impart. 
His sacred blood shall make us clean 
From ev'ry sin — and fit for God. 
3 To that dear source of love, 
— Our souls this day would come : 
And thither from above, 

Lord, call the nations home ; 
o That Jew and Greek, with rapt'rous songs, 
On all their tongues, thy praise may speak. 

Doddridge. 

HYMN 176. CM. Christmas. [*] 
Highway to Zion. Isa. xxxv, 8 — 10. 

1 OIING, ye redeemed of the Lord, 
^ Your great deliv'rer sing, 

Pilgrims, for Zion's city bound, 
Be joyful in your King. 

2 See the fair way his hand has raisM, 
e How holy, and how plain ! 

— Nor shall the simplest traveler err, 
Nor ask the track in vain, 

3 Nor ravening lion shall destroy, 
Nor lurking serpent wound ; 

Pleasure and safety, peace and praise, 

Thro' all the path are found. 
o 4 A hand Divine shall lead you on, 

Through all the blissful road ; 
Till to the sacred mount you rise, 

And see ycur smiling God. 
5 These garlands of immortal joy 

Shall bloom on every head ; 
While sorrow, sighing, and distress, 

Like shadovvs all aie fled. 
g 6 March on in your Redeemer's strength ; 

Pursue his footsteps still ; 
And let the prospect cheer your eye, 

While labouring up the hill. Doddridge, 



!16 HYMN 177, 178. Select 

HYMN 177. 8 & 7. Drummond. [*] 
Safety and Happiness of Zion. Isa. xxxiii, 20, 21. 
1 ^1 LORIOUS things of thee are spoken, 
%JC Zion, city of our G od ! 
• He whose word cannot be broken, 
Form'd thee for his own abode : 
g On the rock of ages founded — 

What can shake thy sure repose ? 
With salvation's walls surrounded, 
Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
o 2 See the streams of living- waters, 
Springing from eternal love, 
Well supply thy sons and daughters, 
And all fear of want remove : 
e Who can faint, while such a river, 

Ever flows their thirst V assuage ? 
— Grace, which like the Lord, the giver, 
Never fails from age to age. 
3 Round each habitation hovering, 

See the cloud and fire appear I 
For a glory and a covering, 

Showing that the Lord is near : 
Thus deriving from their banner, 

Light by night, and shade by day ; 
Safe they feed upon the manna, 

Which he gives them when they pray. Newtoa. 

"HYMN 178. L. M. Blendon. [*]~~ 
God the Defence of Zion. Ezek. xlviii, 35. 

1 A S birds their infant brood protect, 

jl%. And spread their wings to shelter them \ 

Thus saith the Lord to his elect, 
d w So will I guard Jerusalem." 
c 2 And what then is Jerusalem, 

This darling object of his care ? 

Where is its worth in God's esteem ? 
a W 7 ho built it ? — Who inhabits there ? 
— 3 Jehovah founded it in blood, 

The blood of his incarnate Son ; 

There dwell the saints, once foes to God, 

The sinners, whom he calls his own. 

4 There, tho' besieged on every side, 

Yet much belevM, and guarded well ; 



Select. HYMN 179, 180. II* 

o From age to age they have dcfiM 

The utmost force of earth and hell. 
e 5 Let earth repent, and hell despair, 
o This city has a sure aefence ; 
d Her name is calPd, -' The Lord is these ;" 
c And who has power to drive Him thence ? 

COWPE R, 

HYMN 179. 3 & 7. Drummond. [*] 
Future Peace and Glory of Z ion. La. Ix, 15, 20. 
1 XTEAR what God the Lord hath spoken, 
e JLjL " O my people, faint and few ; 

Comfort 1 ess, afflicted, broken, 
o Fair abodes I build for you : 
— Scenes of heartfelt tribulation 

Shall no more perplex your ways : 
d You shall name your walls Salvation,-- 
— And your gate3 shall all be praise. " 
b 2 There like streams that feed the garden, 
Pleasures, without end, shall flow ; 
For the Lord, your faith rewarding, 

All his bounty shall bestow : 
Still in undiaturbM possession, 

Peace and righteousness shall reign ; 
Never shall you feel oppression — 

Hear the voice of war again. 
3 Ye, no more your sans declining, 
Waning moons no more shall see*? 
But, your griefs forever ending, 
Find eternal noon in me. 
o God will rise, and shining o'er you, 

Change to day the gloom of night ; 
g He the Lord will be your glory, 

God your everlasting light. Cowpeiu 

HYMN 180. L. M. Worship, [b] 
Prayer for Zion. 
1 TNDULGENT S6v'reign of the skies, 

X And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear ? 
Whilo feeble mortals raise their cries, 
Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear? 
e 2 How shall thy servants give thee rest, 
Till Zion's mouldering walls thou raise ; 



118 HYMN 181. Select. 

— Till thy own power shall stand confess'd, 
And make Jerusalem a praise ? 

e 3 For this, a lowly suppliant crowd, 

Here in thy sacred temple wait : 
—For this we lift our voices loud, 

And call, and knock at mercy's gate. 

e 4 Look down, O God, with pitying eye, 

And view the desolations round ; 
€ See what wide realms in darkness lie, 
— And hurl their idols to the ground. 

o 5 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow, 
And call the nations from afar ; 
Let all the Isles their Saviour know, 
And earth's remotest ends draw near. Doddridgj 

HYMN 181. L. M. Blendon. [b*] 
Prayer for Zion>s Increase. Isa. li, 9. 
d 1 A RM of the Lord, awake, awake ! 

XjL Put on thy strength — the nations shake ! 
— And let the world, adoring, see 

Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 

2 Say to the heathen from thy throne, 
d " I am Jehovah — God alone !" 
— Thy voice their idols shall confound. 

And cast their altars to the ground. 
e 3 No more let human blood be spilt — 

Vain sacrifice for human guilt ! 

But to each conscience be applied - 
c The blood that flow'd from Jesus' side. 
o 4 Arm of the Lord, thy power extend, 

Let Mahomet's impostures end ; 

Break superstition's Papal chain, 

And the proud scoffer's rage restrain, 
o 5 Let Zion's time of favour come ; 

O bring the tribes of Israel home : 

And let our wondering eyes behold, 

Gentiles and Jews in Christ's one fold, 
g 6 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim, 

In every land of every name ; 

Let adverse powers before thee fall, 

And crown the Saviour — Lord of all. Miss. Coi* 



Select HYMN 1 82, 183. 119 

HYMN 182. L. M. Leeds. [*] 
Longing for the promised Spread of the Gosj>el. Dan. ii, 45. 

1 B,^ XERT thy power, thy rights maintain* 
e u A Insulted— everlasting" King" ! 
- — The influence of thy crown increase, 

And strangers to thy footstool bring. 
c 2 We long to see that happy time, 

That dear, expected, blessed day ! 
o When countless myriads of our race 

The second Adam shall obey. 
— 3 The prophecies must be fulfilPd, 

Tho' earth and hell should dare oppose ; 

The Stone cut from the mountain's side, 

Tho' unobserv'd, to empire grows. 

4 Soon shall the blended Image fall, 
Brass, silver, iron, gold, and clay ; 
And superstition's gloomy reign, 

To light and liberty give way. 

5 In one sweet symphony of praise, 
a Gentile and J^w shall then unite ; 

And Infidelity asham'd, 

Sink in the abyss of endless night. 

6 Soon Afric's long enslaved sons, 
Shall join with Europe's polish'd race, 
To celebrate, in different tongues, 
The glories of redeeming grace. 

g 7 From east to west, from north to south, 

Emmanuel's kingdom shall extend ; 
—•And every man, in every face, 

Shall meet a brother and a friend. Voke. 

HYMN 183. C. M. Milcham. [*] 
Prayer for the Success of Missions. Ps. lxxii, 7,8. 
1 IT ORD, send thy word, and let it fly, 
3L-J Arm'd with thy Spirit's power ; 
o Ten thousand shall confess its sway, 
And bless the saving hour. 

o 2 Beneath the influence of thy grace, 
The barren wastej shall rise* 
With sudden greens, and fruits arr^y'd— 
gf A blooming Paradise. 



120 HYMN 184. Select 

— 3 True holiness shall strike its root, 

In each regen'rate heart ; 
Shall in a growth divine arise, 

And heav'nly fruits impart, 
e 4 Peace, with her olives crown 1 d, shall stretch 

Her wings from shore to shore ; 
No trump shall rouse the rage of war, 

Nor murd'rous cannon roar. 
— 5 Lord, for those days we wait — those days 

Are in thy word foretold ; 
o Fly swifter, sun, and stars, and bring 

This promis'd age of gold, 
e 6 Amen — with joy divine, let earth's 

Unnumber'd myriads cry ; 
g Amen — with joy divine, let heav'n's 

Unnumber'd choirs reply. Gibbons. 

HYMN 184. CM. Canterbury. [*] 
Prayer for Missionaries. 
1 dTi REAT God, the nations of the earth 

%JC Are by creation thine ; 
And in thy works, by all beheld, 
Thy radiant glories shine. 
o 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent 
Thy gospel to mankind ; 
Unveiling what rich stores of grace 
Are treasurd in thy mind. 
g 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spreau-- 
The spacious earth around ; 
Till every tribe and every soul 
Shall hear the joyful sound. 
p 4 when shall JLfric's sable sons 
Enjoy the heavenly word ? 
And vassals long enslav'd become 
The freemen of the Lord! 

e 5 When shall th' untutor'd Heathen tribes, 

A dark bewilder'd race, 
Sit down at our Emmanuel's feet, 

And learn and see his grace ? 
6 Haste, sovereign Mercy, and transform 

Their cruelty to love : 
Soften the tiger to the lamb, 

The vulture to a dove. 



Select. HYMN 185. 1*1 

7 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt, 
To spread the gospel's rays i 
g And build, on sin's demolished throne, 

The temples of thy praise. RiPPOH". 

HYMN 185. 10s. Walworth. [*] 
Prayer for the Latter Day Glory. 

1 TT ORD of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear, 
JLi Thy children's voice, in tender mercy hear, 

Bear thy blest promise, fix'cLas hills, in mind, 
And shed renewing grace on lost mankind : 
O let thy Spirit like soft dews descend ; 
Thy gospel run to earth's remotest end. 

2 Let Zion's walls before thee ceaseless stand, 
Dear as thine eye, and graven on thy hand ; 
From earth's far region's Jacob's sons restore, 
Oppress'd by man, and scourg'd by thee, no more ; 
Enrich'd with gold, adorn'd with heavenly grace, 
Truth their sole guide, and all their pleasure praise, 

3 Then Satan's kingdom shall from earth retire, 
Dead forms dissolve, and furious zeal expire, 

The Beast's fell throne bhall darkness dire surround, 
Mohammed's empire tumble to the ground ; 
The dreams of Infidels in smoke decay, 
And all the foes of heaven shall fleet away. 

4 In barren wilds shall living waters spring, 
Fair temples rise, and songs of transport ring; 
The savage mind with sweet affection warm, 
And light and love the yielding bosom charm : 
From sin's oblivious sleep the soul arise, 

And grace and goodness, show'r from balmy skies. 

5 Then shall mankind no more in darkness mourn, 
Then happy nations in a day be born ; 

From east to we°t thy glorious Name be one, 
And one pure worship hail th' eternal Son : 
Remotest realms one spotless faith unite, 
And o'er all regions beam the Gospel's light. 

6 Then shall thy saints exult with joy divine ; 
Their virtuejs quicken, and their lives refine ; 
Their souls improve, their songs more grateful rise* 
And sweeter incense cheer the mornings skies : 
Heaven o'er the world unfold a brighter day, 

And Jesus spread his reign from sea to sea. DwiGXlT. 
Select. 11 



22 HYMN 186, 187. Select. 

HYMN 186. C. M. Bethlehem. [*] 
Zion exalted above the Hills. Isa. xxii, 4. 
1 /^\ ; ER mountain tops the mount of God, 

\JF In latter days shall rise — 
Above the summit of the hills, 
And draw the wondering' eyes. 
o 2 To this the joyful rations round, 
All tribes and tongues shall flow ; 
Up to the mount of God, they say. 

And to his house we^ll go.- 
3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill, 

Shall lighten every land ; 
The King who reigns in Salem^s tow'rs, 
Shall the whole world command. 
o 4 Among the nations he shall judge, 

His judgments truth shall guide ; 
o His sceptre shall protect the just, 

And crush the sinner's pride, 
e 5 No war shall rage, no hostile feuds 

Disturb those peaceful years ; 
— To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, 

To pruning-hooks their spears. 
o 6 Come then, O house of Jacob, come, 

And worship at his shrine ; ' 
g And, walking in the light of God, 
With holy beauties shine. 

Scotch Paraphrase. 

HYMN 1 87. L. M. Castle Street. [*] ~ 
Millennium. Isa, xi, 5 — 9. Rev. xx, 4 — 10. 
1 "■" OOK up, my soul, with glad surprise, 

M-J Towards the joyful, coming* day ; 
When Jesus shall descend the skies, 
And form a bright, a glorious day. 
e 2 Nations shall in a day be born, 

And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly ; 
— The saints shall know no clouds return, 

Nor sorrows mingled with their joy. 
b 3 The lion and the lamb shall feed 

Together, in his peaceful reign ; 
•*-And Zion, blest with heavenly bread, 
Of pinching wants no more complain. 



Select. HYMN 188, 189. 123 

4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, 

Shall boast their sev'ral rights no more ; 
o But join in sweetest harmony, 

Their Lord, their Sovereign to adore. 
— 5 Thus, till a thousand years are passM, 

And Satan must be loosM again ; 

Short is the time his reign shall last, 
a Ere he's confin'd in endless pain. 
o 6 But the blest saints shall mount on high, 

Where their deliv'ring Prince is gone ; 
8 Angels at God's command shall fly, 

To bless them with a conqueror's crown. Anon. 

~ HYMN lo8. 8 &7. Sicilian. [*] 
Collection for the Spread of the. GosptU 
1 "1^7 ITH my substance I will honour 

H My Redeemer and my Lord ; 
Were ten thousand worlds my manor, 
All were nothing to his word. 
o 2 While the heralds of salvation 
His abounding grace proclaim ; 
Let his friends of every station, 
Gladly join to spread his fame. 
— 3 May his kingdom be promoted, 
May the world the Saviour know ; 
Be my all to him devoted, 
To my Lord my all I owe. 
o 4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations ; 

Praise him all ye hosts above ; 
s Shout with joyful acclamations, 

His divine — victorious love. Francis, 

HYMN 189. S. M. Newton. [*] 
Charitable Collection. 1 Chron. xxix, 14, 
1 filHY bounties, gracious Lord, 
JL With gratitude we own ; 
We praise thy providential grace, 
That showers its blessings down. 
o 2 With joj the people bring 

Their offerings round thy throne , 
With thankful souls, behold, we pay 
A tribute of thine own. 
e 3 Accept this humble mite, 

Great sovereign Lord of all ; 
Nor let our num'rous mingling sins 
The sacred ointment spoil. 



1*4 HYMN 190, 191. Select. 

— 4 Let the Redeemer 1 ? blood 
Diffuse its virtue's wide : 
Hallow and cleanse our every gift, 
And all our follies hide. 

e 5 O may this sacrifice 

To thee the Lord ascend, 
—An odour of a sweet perfume, 

Presented by his hand. 
o 6 Well pleas'd our God shall view 

The products of his grace ; 
And, in a plentiful reward, 

Fulfil his promises. Scot?, 

HYMN 190. CM. Hymn 2d. [*] 
The Good Samaritan. Luke x, 30 — 37. 
1 "WEATHER of mercies, send thy grac<9, 

JO All powerful from above, 
To form in our obedient souls 
The image of thy love. 
b 2 O may our sympathizing breasts 
That generous pleasure know ; 
Kindly to share in others' joy, 
And weep for others' wo. 
e 3 When the most helpless sons of grief, 

In low distress are lard ; 
p Soft be our hearts their pains to feel, 
o And swift our hands to aid. 
—4 So Jesus look'd on dying men, 
When thron'd above the skies ; 
And midst the embraces of thy love, 
He felt compassion rise. 
o 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew, 

To raise us from the ground ; 
e And gave the richest of his blood, 

A balm for every wound. Doddridgk. 

HYMN 191. C. M. Devizes. [*] 
Nature and Fruits of Charity. 
1 /"k CHARITY, thou heav'nly grace ! 

\J All tender, soft and kind I 
A friend to all the human race, 
To all that's good inclin'd I 



Select HYMN 192. 125 

2 The man of charity extends 

To all his libVal hand ; 
His kindred, neighbours, foes and friends 
His pity may command. 
c 3 He aids the poor in their distress ; 
He hears when they complain ; 
With tender heart delights to bless, 

And lessen all their pain. 
4 The sick, the prisoner, poor and blind, 

And all the sons of grief. 
In him a benefactor find — 
He loves to give relief. 
o 5 > Tis love that makes religion sweet ; 
'Tis love that makes us rise, 
With willing minds and ardent feet, 
To yonder happy skies. 
— 6 Then let us all in love abound, 

And charity pursue ; 
o Thus shall we be with glory crowned, 
e And love as argels do. Proud, 



HYMN 192. C. M. St. Ann's. [*] 
Relieving; Christ in his Members. Matt, xxv, 40. 
e 1 TTESUS, my Lord, how rich thy grace I 
t9 Thy bounties ! how complete I 
How shall I count the matchless sum ? 
How pay the mighty debt? 
g 2 High on a throne of radiant light 

Dost thou exalted shine ; 
e What can my poverty bestow — 

When all the worlds are thine ? 
—3 But thou hast brethren here below ; 
The partners of thy grace ; 
And wilt confess their humble names, 
Before thy Father's face, 
e 4 In them thou mayst be cloth'd and fed, 
And visited and cheerM, 
Ami in their accents of distress, 
My Saviour's voice is heard. 
--5 Thy face with revVence and with love, 
I, in the poor would see ; 
O rather let me beg my bread, 

Than hold it back from thee. Dos>D 

11 * 



126 HYMN 193. Select. 

HYMN 193. 8 & 7. [*] 

A Charity Hymn. 

ORD of life, all praise excelling", 



L 



Thou, in glory, unconfin'd, 
Deign'st to make thy humble dwelling", 
"With the poor of humble mind. 

2 As thy love thro' all creation, 
Beams like thy dilfusive light, 

So the scorn'd and humble station, 
Shrinks before thine equal sight. 

3 Thus thy care, for all providing, 
WarmM thy faithful prophet's tongue ; 

Who, the lot of all deciding, 
To thy chosen Israel sung : — 

4 u When thy harvest yields thee pleasure, 
44 Thou the golden sheaf shalt bind, 

u To the poor belongs the treasure 
, 44 Of the scatter'd ears behind." 



44 These thy God ordains to bless, 
44 The widow and the fatherless." 

5 " When thine olive plants increasing, 
44 Pcur their plenty o'er thy plain ; 

44 Grateful thou shalt take the blessing, 
44 But not search the bough again." 
chopus. — u These, &c." 

6 44 When thy favour'd vintage flowing, 
44 Gladdens thy autumnal scene ; 

44 Own the bounteous hand bestowing, 
4t But thy vines the poor shall glean." 
chorus.- — M These, &c." 

7 Still we read thy ~vord declaring 
Mercy, Lord, thine own decree ; 

Mercy, every sorrow sharing, 

Warms the heart resembling thee. 

8 Still the orphan and the stranger, 
Still the widow owns thy care ; 

Screened by thee in every danger, 
Heard by thee m every prayer. 



Select. - HYMN 194, 195. 127 

HYMN 194. L. M. Sicilian. [*] 

Meeting of Christian Friends. 

1 "|£"INDRED in Christ, for his dear sake, 
XaL A hearty welcome here receive ; 

May we together now partake 

The joys which only he can give. 
o 2 To you and us by grace is giv'n, 

To know the Saviour's precious name ; 

And shortly we shall meet in heav'n, 

Our hope, our way, our end the same. 
— 3 May he by whose kind care we meet, 

Send his good spirit from above ; 

Make our communications sweet, 

And cause our hearts to burn with love. 

4 Forgotten be each earthly theme, 

When christians see each other thus ; 
c We only wish to speak of Hiivr, 
a Who lived — and died — and reigns — for us. 
e 5 We'll talk of all he did and said, 

And suffer' d for us here below ; 

The path he mark'd for us to tread^ 

And what he's doing for us now. 
— 6 Thus, as the moments pass away, 

We'll love, and wonder, and adore ; 
o And hasten on the glorious day, 

When we shall meet — to part no more. 

Newtow. 

HYMN 195. S. M. Bingham. [*] 
Parting of Christian Friends. 
1 TTJLEST be the tie that binds 
Jty Our hearts in christian love ; 
The fellowship of kindred minds 
Is like to that above, 
ff 2 Before our Father's throne, 

We pour our ardent prayers ; 
Ouf fears, our hopes, our aims are one, 
Our comforts and our cares. 
«*- 3 We share our mutual woes, 

Our mutual burdens bear ; 
e And often foi each other flows 
The sympathizing tear. 



128 HYMN 196, 197. Select 

e 4 When we asunder part, 

It gives us inward pain ; 
— But we shall still be joinVl in heart, 

And hope to meet again. 
o 5 This glorious hope revives 

Our courage by the way ; 
While each in expectation lives, 

And longs to see the day, 
— 6 From sorrow, toil, and pain, 

And sin we shall be free ; 
g And perfect love and friendship reign, 

Through all eternity. Fawcett. 

HYMN 196. C. M. Hymn 2d. St. Ann's. [*] 
Jl Marriage Hymn. 
1 ^IINCE Jesus freely dM appear 

K3 To grace a marriage feast, 
Dear Lord, we ask thy presence here, 
To make a wedding guest. 
e 2 Upon the bridal pair look down, 
Who now have plighted hands ; 
Their union with thy favour crown, 
And bless the nuptial bands. 
—-3 With gifts of grace their hearts endow, 
Of all rich dowries best ; 
Their substance bless and peace bestow, 
To sweeten all the rest. 
e 4 In purest love their souls unite, 
That they with christian care, 
May make domestic burthens light, 
By taking mutual share. 
— 5 As Isaac and Rebecca gave 
A pattern chaste and kind ; 
So may this married couple live, 
c And die in friendship joii/cL 

6 And when that solemn hoar shall come, 
And life's short space be j'er ; 
o May they in triumph reach that home, 
Where they shall part no more. 



HYMN 197. 8 & 7. Sicilian. [*] 
Jl Marriage Hymn. 
OME, thou condescending Jesus ! 
Thou hast blest a marriage feast ; 



*(c 



Select. HYMN 198. 129 

Come, and with thy presence bless us, 

Deign to be an honour'd guest. 
2 Once at Cana's happy village, 

Thou didst heavenly joy impart ; 
Though unseen, may thy blest image 
Be inscrib'd on ev'ry heart.) 
t 3 Lord, we come to ask thy blessing 

On the happy pair to rest ; 
- May thy goodness, never ceasing, 
Make them now and ever blest. 
4 Thou can'st change the course of nature, 
Turning water into wine ; 
e But we ask a greater favour — 

May they be forever thine. 
— 5 Thine by cov'nant and adoption, 
Thine by free and sov'reign grace ; 
May they, in each word and action, 
Do thy will and speak thy praise. 
6 Gracious Lord, from thy free bounty, 

Fill their basket and their store ; 
Give them, with their health and plenty 
Hearts thy goodness to adore. 
e 7 Often from their happy dwelling, 
May the voice of prayer ascend, 
For thy mercies still increasing, 

To their best, their kindest Friend. 
—8 Through this life's tempestuous ocean, 
Storms are thick and dangers nigh ; 
O may constant pure devotion, 

Guide them safe tr realms on high, 
e 9 When by death's cold hand divided, 

Which dissolves the tenderest ties ; 
— By thy g>ace again united, 

May they in thy image rise. 
o 10 Come, thou condescending Jesus, 
Fill our hearts with songs of praise ; 
Come and with thy presence bless us, 

Make us subjects of thy grace. Codman's Col. 



F 



HYMN 198. L. M. Green's. [*] 
A Family Hymn. 
ATHER of men, thy care we bless, 
Which crowns our families with peace, 



130 HYMN 199, 200. Select. 

From thee they sprung, and by thy hand 

Their root and branches are sustain'd. 
c^ 2 To God, most worthy to be prais'd, 

Be our domestic altars raisM ; 

Who, Lord of Heaven, scorns not to dwell 

With saints in their obscurest cell. 
—3 To thee may each united House, 

Morning and night, present its vows ; 

Our servants here, and rising- race, 

Be taught thy precepts, and thy giace. 
o 4 O may each future age proclaim 

The honours of thy glorious name ; 
§■ While pleased, and thankful, we remove 

To join the family above. Doddridge. 

HYMN 199. L. M. Portugal [*] 
Jl Morning Hymn. 

1 A WAKE, my soul, and with the sun, 
jljL Thy daily stage of duty run ; 

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise, 

To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
e 2 Lord, I my vows to thee renew ! 

Scatter my sins like morning dew ; 

Guard my first springs of thought and will, 

And with thyself my spirit fill. 
—3 Direct, control, suggest, this day, 

AH I design, or do, or say ; 

That all my powers, with all their might, 

In thy sole glory may unite. 
o 4 Praise God from whom all blessings flow ; 

Praise him all creatures here below : 

Praise him above, angelic host ;-— 
g Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Ken it 

HYMN 200. ~~7s. PleyeVs. [*] 
A Morning Hymn. 

1 "^TO W the shades of night are gone ; 
J3I Now the morning light is come ; 

Lord, may we be thine to-day, 
Drive the shades of sin away. 

2 Fill our souls with heavenly light, 
Banish doubt, and cleanse our sight ; 
In thy service, Lord, to-day, 

Help us labour, help us pray. 



Select. HYMN 201, 202. 131 

3 Keep our haughty passions bound ; 
Save us from our foes around ; 
Going" out, and coming in, 

Keep us safe from every sin. 

4 When our work of life is past, 

receive us then at last ! 

© Night of sin will be no more, 

When we reach the heavenly shore. Hart. Col. 

HYMN 201. L. M. Worship. Sicilian. [*] 
An Evening Hymn. 

1 jTI LORY to thee, my God, this night, 
\JT For all the blessings of the light ; 

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, 
Beneath thine own Almighty wings. 

2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son, 
The ill that I this day have done ; 
That with the world, myself and thee, 
I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 

3 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
The grave as little as my bed : 
Teach me to die, that so I may, 
Rise, glorious, at the awful day. 

4 O let my soul on thee repose, 

And may sweet sleep my eyelids close : 
Sleep that shall me more vigorous make, 
To serve my God, when I awake. 

5 If in the night I sleepless lie, 

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ; 
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest ; 
No powers of darkness me molest. 

6 Praise God from whence all blessings flow; 
Praise him all creatures here below ; 

Praise him above ye heavenly host, 

Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. K£jr& 

HYMN 202. 8*. Bethany. [*] 
An Evening Hymn. 
1 TNSPIRER and Hearer of Prayer, 

X Thou Feeder and Guardian of thine ; 
My all to thy covenant care, 
I, sleeping or waking, resign. 



132 HYMN 203. Select. 

o 2 If thou art my shield and my sun, 

The night is no darkness to me ; 

And fast as my moments roll on, 

They bring me but nearer to thee. 
t 3 A sov'reign Protector I have, 

Unseen, yet forever at hand ; 

Unchangeably Taithful to save, 

Almighty to rule and command. 
—4 From evil secure, and its dread; 

I rest, if my Saviour be nigh ; 

And songs his kind presence indeed, 

Shall in the night season supply. 
o 5 His smiles and his comforts abound, 

His grace as the dew shall descend ; 
o And wells of salvation surround, 

The soul he delights to defend. Toplady. 

HYMN 203. C. M. Barby. [*] 
A Hymn for Morning or Evening, 
1 /^\N thee, each morning, O my God, 

\J My waking thoughts attend ; 
In whom are founded all my hopes, 
In whom my wishes end. 
e 2 My soul in pleasing wonder lost, 

Thy boundless love surveys ; 
— And fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares 

The sacrifice of praise. 
e 3 When evening slumbers press my eyes, 

With thy protection blest ; 
b In peace and safety I commit 

My weary limbs to rest. 
o 4 My spirit in thy hands secure, 
Fears no approaching ill ; 
For whether waking, or asleep, 
Thou, Lord, art with me still. 
o 5 Then will I daily to the world 
Thy wondrous acts proclaim ; 
Whilst all with me shall praise and sing, 
And bless the Sacred Name. 
c 6 At morn, at noon, at night I'll still 

Thy growing work pursue ; 
s And thee alone will praise, to whom. 

Eternal praise is due. Liv. Col. 



Select. HYMN 204. 133 

HYMN 204. L. P. M. Devotion. [*] 

Daily Duties. Dependence and Enjoyment. Rom. 

xiv, 8. — Morning or Evening. 

1 ~^£^7~HEN, streaming' from the eastern skies 

T f The morning- light salutes my eyes, 
O Sun of Righteousness divine, 
On me with beams of mercy shine ; 
Chase the dark clouds cf guilt away, 
And turn my darkness into day. 

2 When, to heaven's great and glorious King, 
My morning' sacrifice I bring ; 

And mourning o^er my guilt and shame, 
Ask mercy in my Saviour's name : 
Then, Jesus, sprinkle with thy blood, 
And be my Advocate with God. 

3 As every day thy mercy spares 
Will bring its trials and its cares ; 

Saviour, till my life shall end, 
Be thou my counsellor and friend: 
Teach me thy precepts, all divine, 
And be thy great example mine. 

4 When pain transfixes every part, 
And languor settles at the heart ; 
WTien on my bed, diseas'd, oppress'd, 

1 turn, and sigh, and long for rest ; 
O great Physician i see my gvief, 
And grant thy servant sweet relief. 

5 £houH poverty's consuming How 
Lay all my worldly comforts low; 
And neither help, nor hope appear, 
My steps to guide, my heart to cheer ; 
Lord, pity, and supply my need, 

For thou on earth wast poor indeed. 

6 Should Providence profusely pour 
Its various blessings in my store ; 

O )* eep me from the ills, that wait 
On such a seeming prosperous state ; 
From hurtful passions set me free, 
And humbly may I walk with thee. 

7 When each day 1 * scenes and labours close, 
And wearied nature seek3 repose, 

WLh pardoning mercy richly blessM, 
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest ; 
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134 HYMN 205, 206. Select. 

And as each morning sun shall rise, 

lead me onward to the skies. 

8 And at my life's last setting" sun, 
My conflicts o'er, my labours done, 
Jesus, thine heave n!y radiance shed, 
To cheer and bless my dying- bed : 
And from death's gloom my spirit raise, 
" To see thy face, and sing thy praise." 

HYMN 205. C. M. Barby. St. Ann's. [* b] 
Religion the One Thing needful, 

1 T> ELIGION is the chief concern, 
S\> Of mortals here below ; 

May I its great importance learn, 
Its sov'reign virtue know. 

2 More needful this than glitt'ring wealth, 
Or aught the world bestows ; 

Not reputation, food, or health, 
Can give us such repose. 

3 Religion should our thoughts engage, 
Amidst our youlhful bloom; 

'Twill fit as fcr declining- age, 
And fo** the awful tomb. 

4 O may my heart by grace renew'd, 
Be my Redeemer's throne ; 

And be my stubborn will subdu'd, 
His government to own. 

5 Let deep repentance, faith and love, 
Be joined with godly fear ; 

And all my conversation prove 
My heart to be sincere. 

6 Preserve me from the snares of sin, 
Through my remaining days ; 

And in me let each virtue shine, 
To my Redeemer's praise. 

7 Let lively hope my soul inspire ; 
Let warm affections rise ; 

And may I wait with strong desire, 

To mount above the skies. Fawcbtt. 



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HYMN 206. C. M. Devizes. [*] 
Spring. 

HEN verdure clothes the fertile vale, 
And blossoms deck the spray ; 



Select. HYMN 207. 135 

And fragrance breathes in every gale, 
How sweet the vernal day ! 
t 2 Hark ! how the feather'd warblers sing I 
— 'Tis nature's cheerful voice ; 
C Soft music hails the lovely spring, 
o And woods and fields rejoice. 
— 3 How kind the influence of the skies I 
The showers, with blessings fraught, 
Bid virtue, beauty, fragrance rise, 
And fix the roving thought, 
e 4 Then let my wondering heart confess, 
With gratitude and love, 
The bounteous Hand that deigns to bless 
The garden, field, and grove. 
g 5 That bounteous Hand my thoughts adore, 
Beyond expression kind, 
Hath better, nobler gifts in store, 
To bless the craving mind. 

e6 O God of nature and of grace, 

Thy heavenly gifts impart ; 
—-Then shall my meditation trace 

Spring, blooming in my heart. 

o 7 Inspired to praise, I thsn shall join 

Glad nature's cheerful song ; 
3 And love and gratitude divine 

Attune my joyful song. Steele, 

HYMN 207. 3s. Uxbridge. [*] 
Spring, 

1 TTTOW sweetly along the gay mead, 
JLjL The daisies and cowslips are seen ! 

The flocks as they carelessly feed, 
Rejoice in the beautiful green I 

2 The vines that encircle the bowers, 
The herbage that springs from the sod, — 
Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flowers, 
All rise to the praise of my God. 

e 3 Shall man the great master of all, 
The only insensible prove ? 

d Forbid it, fair gratitude's call- 
Forbid it, devotion and love. 

g" 4 The Lord, who such wonders can raise, 
And still can destroy with a nod, 



136 HYMN 208, 209. Select 

My lips shall incessantly praise — 
My soul shall rejoice in my God. 

HYMN 208. C. M. Doxology. [*] 
Summer : JL Harvest Hymn, 
1 riiO praise the ever bounteous Lord, 

JL My soul, wake all thy powers : 
He calls — and at his voice come forth 
The smiling" harvest hours. 
g 2 His cov'nant with the earth he keeps, 
My tongue, his goodness sing ; 
Summer and winter know their time, 
His harvest crowns the spring. 
o 3 Well pleasM the toiling swains behold 
The waving yellow crop ; 
With joy they bear the sheaves away, 
And sow again in hope. 
e 4 Thus teach me, gracious God, to sow 
The seeds of righteousness ; 
Smile on my soul, and with thy beams, 
The ripening harvest bless. 
o 5 Then in the last great harvest, I 
Chall reap a glorious crop ; 
The harvest shall by far eyceed 

What I have sow'd in hope. Riffox. 

HYMN 209. C. M. Abridge, [b] 
Prayer for Rain. 

1 "TWTOW may the Lord of ear*:h and skies 
J3I Regard us when we call ; 

,r Hs he who bids the vapours rise 
And showers abundant fall. 

2 On thee, our God, we all depend, 
For life, and health, and food ? 

O make refreshing showers descend, 
And crown the year with good. 

3 The evil and the just partake, 
These bounties of thy hand ; 

Nor will a God of love forsake, 
This long indulged land, 

4 Let grace come down, like copious rains, 
On Zion's drooping field ? 

So shall our souls revive again, 
And fruit abundant yield. 



Select. HYMN 210, 211. 137 

o 5 Then smiling' nature shall express 
Her mighty Maker's praise ; 
And we, the children of thy grace, 

Join her harmonious lays. Burder's Col. 

" HYMN 210. L. M. Psalm 91th. [*b] 
Autumn. 

1 CJEE how brown autumn spreads the field, 
£3 Mark — how the whitening hills are turnVt ! 

Behold them to the reapers yield, — 

The wheat is sav'd — the tares are burn'd. 
e 2 Thus the great Judge with glory crown'd 

Descends to reap the ripen 1 d earth ; 
g Angelic guards attend him down, 

The same who sang- his humble birth. 

3 In sounds of glory hear him speak, 

d w Go search around the flaming world ; 
u Haste — call my saints to rise, and take 
"The seats from which their foes were hurlM. 

4 u Go, burn the chaff in endless fire, 

" In flames, unquench'd consume each tare ; 

"Sinners must feel my holy ire, 

u And sink in guilt — to deep despair." 

a 5 Thus ends the harvest of the earth : — 

—Angels obey the awful voice : 

d They save the wheat — they barn the chaff; — 

g All heaven approves the sovereign choice. 

HYMJM 211. C. M. Hymn 2. [b *] 
Winter. 
1 CJTERN winter throws his icy chains, 
►3 Encirling nature round ; 
p How bleak, how comfortless the plains, 

Late with gay verdure crown' d ! 
c 2 The sun withdraws his vital beams, 
And light and warmth depart ; 
And drooping, lifeless nature seems 

An emblem of my heart. 
3 My heart, where mental winter reigns 
In night's dark mantle clad ; 
n Confin'cfin ccld inactive chains— 
How desolate and sad ! 
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138 HYMN 212, 213. Select. 

— 4 Return, O blissful Sun, and bring 
Thy soul reviving ray ; 
This mental winter shall be spring, 
This darkness cheerful day. 
o 5 O happy state — divine abode, 
Where spring eternal reigns 
And perfect day, the smile of God, 
Fills all the heavenly plains. 

g 6 Great Source of light, thy beams display* 
My drooping joys restore ; 
And guide me to the seats of day, 
Where winters frown no more. 

HYMN 212. C. M. Canterbury . [b*] 

Swiftness of Time. Neiv Year, 
1 ~|3 EMARK, my soul, the narrow bound, 
X\ Of the revolving year : 
c How swift the weeks complete their round ? 

How short the months appear, 
d 2 So fast eternity comes on — 
And that important day, 
When all that mortal life hath done, 
God's judgment shall survey. 
e 3 Yet, like an idle tale, we pass 
The swift revolving year ; 
And study artful ways t' increase 
The speed of its career. 
—4 W 7 aken, O God, my careless heart, 
Its great concerns to see ; 
That I may act the Christian part, 
And give the year to thee, 
o 5 So shall their course more grateful roll, 
If future years arise ; 
Or this shall bear my waiting soul 

To joy beyond the skies. Doddridge. 

HYMN 213. L. M. Castle Street. [*j 

Help obtained of God. New Year, 
1 xT"1 REAT God, we sing that mighty hand, 

\UC By which supported still we stand ! 
The opening year thy mercy shews ; 
Let mercy crown it till it close. 



Select HYMN 214. 139 

e 2 By day, by night, at home, abroad, 

Still we are guarded by our God ; 

By his incessant bounty fed, 

By his unerring counsel led. 
—3 With grateful hearts the past we own ; 

The future — all to us unknown, 

We to thy guardian care commit, 

And peaceful leave before thy feet. 

4 In scenes exalted or depress'd, 

Be thou our joy, and thou our rest; 

Thy goodness all our hopes shall raise, 

Ador'd through all our changing days. 

e 5 When death shall interrupt our songs, 

And seal in silence mortal tongues, 
g Our Helper, God, in whom we trust, 

In better worlds our souls shall boast. 

Rippon's Col. 

HYMN 214. 10&1L Walworth. [*] 
Goodness of God, New Year. 

1 TTTTOUSE of our God, with cheerful anthems ring, 

ll While all our lips and hearts hi? giaces sing ; 
The opening year his graces shall proclaim, 
And all its days be vocal with his name ; 

The Lord is good — his mercy never ending ; 

His blessings in perpetual showers descending. 

2 The heaven of heavens he with Ins bounty fills: 
Ye seraphs bright, on ever blooming hills, 
His honours sound ; you to whom good alone 
Unmingled, ever-growing, has been known : 

Through your immortal life, with love increasing 
Proclaim your Maker's goodness — never ceasing 
3 Thou earth, enlighten'd by his rays divine. 
Pregnant with grass, and corn, and oil and "w 
Crown'd with his goodness, let thy nations n 
And lay their crowns at his paternal feet ; 
With grateful love that lib'ral hand confessing, 
Which through each heart diffuses ev'ry blessing. 
d 4 Zion, enrich'd with his distinguished grace, 
Blest with the rays of thine Emmanuel's face — 
Zion, Jehovah's portion and delignt, 
Grav'n on hia hands, and hourly in his sight, 
o In sacred strains, exalt &at grace excelling. 

Which makes thy humhle hill his chosen dwelling. 



1 10 HYMN 215, 216. Select. 

— 5 His mercy never ends — the dawn, the shade 

Still see new beauties thro' new scenes display 'd ', 
Succeeding ages bless this sure abode, 
And children lean upon their father's God. 

e The deathless soul through its immense duration* 
Drinks from this source immortal consolation. 

s 6 Burst into praise, my soul, all nature join ; 

Angels and men, in harmony combine .• 
e While human years are measur'd by the sun, 

And while Eternity its course shall run — 
g His goodness, in perpetual showers descending, 

Exalt in songs and raptures never ending. 

Doddridge 

HYMN 215. C. M. Sunday. [*] 
Close of the Year, 
1 A WAKE, ye saints, and raise your eyes, 
XX. And raise your voices high ; 
o Awake a\id praise thut sovereign love 
That shews salvation nigh. 

— 2 On all the wings of time it flies, 

Each moment brings it near ; 
o Then welcome, each declining day ! 

Welcome, each closing year ! 

— 3 Not many years their rounds shall run, 
Nor many mornings rise , 
Ere all its glories stand reveal'd, 
To our admiring eyes. 

o 4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course, 

e Ye mortal powers decay : 

— Fast as ye bring the night of death, 

o Ye bring eternal day. Doi»dri»ge. 

HYMN 216. L. M. Carthago \b\ 

Importance of Time. 

e 1 /^| TIME, bow few thy value weigh , 

\y How few will estimate a day ! 
e Days, months, and years, are rollmj on, 
a The soui neglected — and undone. 

— 2 In painful cares, or ei>pty joys, 
Ou^ life its precious heura destroys; 
White*, death stands watchuug &t our .*id . 
Eager to stop the liiiAg tido. 



Select. HYMN 217. 141 

e 3 Was it for this, ye mortal race, 

Your Maker gave you here a place ? 

Was it for this his thoughts design'd 

The frame of your immortal mind ? 
d 4 For nobler cares, for joys sublime, 

He fashion'd all the son3 of time ; 

Pilgrims on earth ; but soon to be — 

The heirs of immortality. 
— 5 This season of your being, know, 

Is given to you your seeds to sow ; 

Wisdom's and folly's differing grain, 

In future worlds, is bliss, and pain, 
e 6 Then let me every day review, 

Idle or busy, search it through ; 

And whilst probation's minutes last, 

Let ev'ry day amend the past. , Scott. 

HYMN 217. C. P. M. Pilgrim, [b] 
Serious prospect of Eternity. 
el "][" O ! on a narrow neck of land, 

JLl 'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand— 
p Yet how insensible ! 
— A point of time — a moment's space— 
o Removes me to yon heavenly place, 
e Or — shuts me up in hell ! 

-—2 O God, my inmost soul convert, 

And deeply in my thoughtless heart, 
Eternal things impress ; 

Give me to feel their solemn weight, 

And save me, ere it be too late — 
o Wake me to righteousness. 

— 3 Before me place, in bright array, 
The pomp of that tremendous day ; 

When thou with clouds shalt come, 
To judge the nations at thy bar ; — 
e And tell me, Lord, shall 1 be there, 

To meet a joyful doom ? 
—4 Be this my one great business here, 
With holy trembling, holy fear, 

To make my calling sure ! 
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil, 
And sutTer all thy righteous will, 
And to the end endure I 



142 HYMN 218, 219. Select. 

o 5 Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 
Transported from this vale, to live, 
And reign with thee above ; 
g Where faith is sweetly lost in sight, 
And hope, in full, supreme delight, 

And everlasting love. Rippon's Col. 

HYMN 218. 8 & 7. Sicilian. [*] 
Eternity joyfully anticipated, 

1 TTN this world of sin and sorrow, 

A Compass'd round with many a care, 
From eternity we borrow 

Hope that can exclude despair. 

2 Thee, triumphant God and Saviour, 
In the glass of faith we see ! 

assist each faint endeavour ! 
Raiae our earth-born souls to thee. 

e 3 Place that awful scene before us, 

Of the last tremendous day, — 
—When to life thou wilt restore us : 
o Lingering ages haste away. 

4 When this vile and sinful nature 
Incorruption shall put on : 
—Life renewing, glorious Saviour, 

Let thy glorious will be done. Madan's Col 

HYMN 239. C. M. Plymouth, [b] 

Of Jige approaching. 

1 T^ TERNAL God, enthron'd on high ! 

■ A Whom angel hosts adore ; 
Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh, 
Thy presence I implore. 

2 O guide me down the steep of age, 
And keep my passions cool : 

Teach me to scan the sacred page, 
And practise every rule. 

3 My flying years time urges on, 

What's human must decay; • '„., 

e My friends, my young companions gone — 
Can I expect to stay ? 

e 4 Can I exemption plead, when death 
Pro'ects his awful dart I 



Select. HYMN 220,221. 143 

Can ined'cines then prolong my breath, 
Or virtue shield my heart ? 
—5 Ah, no ! — then smooth the mortal hour ; 
On thee my hope depends : 
Support me with almighty pow'r, 
While dust to dust descends. 
o 6 Then shall my soul, O gracious God ! 
(While angels join the lay,) 
Admitted to the blest abode, — 

Us endless anthems pay : — 
u 7 Through heav'n, howe'er remote the bound, 

Thy matchless love proclaim ; 
g And join the choir of saints, who sound 

Their great Redeemer's name. Rippon's Col. 

HYMN 220. C. M. Bishopsgate. [b] 
Warning to prepare for Death, 

1 "WTAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear — 

T Repent ! — thy end is nigh ! 
Death, at the farthest, can't be far, 
Oh, think before thou die ! 

2 Reflect — thou hast a soul to save : 
Thy sins — how high they mount ! 

What are thy hopes beyond the grave ? 
How stands that dread account ? 

3 Death enters — and there's no defence : 
His time, there's none can tell : 

He'll in a moment call thee hence, 
To heaven — or to hell ! 

4 Thy flesh, perhaps tay chiefest care, 
Shall crawling worms consume ; 

But, ah ! destruction stops not there- 
Sin kills beyond the tomb. 

5 To-day the gospel calls ; — to-day, 
dinners, it sptaks to you : 

Let. ey'ry one forsake his way, 

And mercy will ensue. Hart. 

HYMN 221. C. M. Windsor, [b] 
Death and Judgment appointed to Ail, Heb. ix, 27. 
1 TJTEAV'N has confirm'd the dread decree, 
Jl That Adam's race must die : 



144 HYMN 222, 223. Select. 

One gen'ral ruin sweeps them down — 
And low in dust they lie. 

2 Ye living men, the tomb survey, 
Where you must shortly dwell ; 

e Hark ! how the awful summons sounds, 
In ev'ry funeral knell ! 

3 Once you must die — and once fcr all ; 
The solemn purport weigh : 

For know, that heav'n or Lell are hung, 
On that important day ! 

4 Those eyes so long in darkness veil'd, 
Must wake the Judge to see ; 

And ev'ry word — and ev'ry thought — 
Must pass his scrutiny. 
— 5 O may I in the Judge behold 
My Saviour and my Friend ; 

And, far beyonj the reach of death, 

With all his saints ascend. Doddridge. 

HYMN 222. L. M. Islington. [*] 
Desiring to depart and be with Christ. Phil, i, 23. 

1 ~¥ ¥ 7"HILE on the verge of life I stand, 

Y T And view the scenes on either hand, 
My spirit struggles with my clay ; 
And longs to wing its flight away. 

o 2 Come, ye angelic guardians, come, 

And lead the willing pilgrim home ; 
— Ye know the way to Jesus' throne, 

Source of my joys and of your own. 
e 3 The blissful interview, how sweet, 

To fall transported at his feet ; 
o Rais'd in his arms to view his face, 

Through the full beamings of his grace. 
— 4 Yet, with these prospects full in sight, 

I'll wait thy signal for my flight; 

For, while thy service I pursue, 

I find my heaven begun below. Doddridge. 

HYMN 223. C. M. St PauVs. [b *] 
Death welcomed : Heaven anticipated. 
1 A ND let this feeble body fail, 

-ZjL And let it faint and die ; 
My soul shall quit the mournful vail, 
And soar to worlds on high : — 



Select. HYMN 224. 145 

2 Shall join the disembodied saints, 

And find its long sought rest, 
(That only bliss for which it pants,) 

In the Redeemer's breast. 
o 3 In hope of that immortal crown, 

I now the cross sustain ; 
And gladly wander up and down, 

And smile at toil and pain. 
4 I suffer on my threescore years, 

Till my Deliv'rer come ; 
And wipe away his servant's tears, 

And take his exile home. 
e 5 O, what hath Jesus bought for me ! 

Before my ravish'd eyes, 
Rivera of life divine I see, 

And trees of Paradise. 
o 6 I see a world of spirits bright, 

Who taste the pleasures there ; 
o They all are rob'd in spotless white, 

And conquering palms they bear. 
—7 O what are all my sufPrings here, 

If, Lord, thou count me meet, 
With that enraptur'd host t' appear, 

And worship at thy feet ! 
8 Give joy or grief, give ease or pain, 

Take life and friends away ; 
But let me find them all again, 

In that eternal day. 

HYMN 224. L. M. Carthage, [b *] 

Death of the Sinner and Saint. 

1 "^STTHAT scenes of horrour and of dread — 

Tf Await the sinner's dying bed ! 
Death's terrours all appear in sight, 
Presages cf eternal night ! 
e 2 His sins in dreadful order rise, 
And fill his soul with sad surprise ; 
Mount Sinai's thunders stun his ears, 
And not one ray of hope appears. 
3 Tormenting pangs distract his breast ; 
Where'er he turns he finds no rett : 
o Death strikes the blow — he groans and cries — 
And, in despair and horrour — dies. 
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146 HYMN 225, 226. Select. 

—4 Not so the heir of heav'nly bliss : 

His soul is fill'd with conscious peace ; 

A steady faith subdues his fear ; 

He sees the happy Canaan near. 
b 5 His mind is tranquil and serene, 

No terrours in his looks are seen ; 

His Saviour's smile dispels the gloom, 

And smooths his passage to the tomb. 
— 6 Lord make my faith and love sincere, 

My judgment sound, my conscience clear ; 

And when the toils of life are past, 

May I be found in peace at last. Fawcett. 

HYMN 225. C. M. St Ann's. [*] 
Infants, living or dying, in the Arms of Christ, 

1 r¥lHY life I read, my dearest Lord, 

JL With transport all divine ; 
Thine image trace in ev'ry word, 
Thy love in ev'ry line. 

2 With joy I see a thousand charms, 
Spread o'er thy lovely face ; 

While infants in thy tender arms, 

Receive the smiling grace, 
d 3 "I take these little lambs," said he, 

44 And lay them in my breast ; 
44 Protection they shall find in me — 

44 In me be ever blest. 

4 t4 Death may the bands of life unloose, 
44 But can't dissolve my love ; 

44 Millions of infant souls compose 
44 The family above. 

5 44 Their feeble frames my power shall raise, 
44 And mould with heav'nly skill • 

44 I'll give them tongues to sing my praise, 

44 And hands to do my will." 
o 6 His words, ye happy parents, hear, 

And shout, with joys divine, 
d Dear Saviour, all we have and are, 

Shall be forever thine. Stf.jtnett. 

HYMN 226. CM. Canterbury, [b *] 

On the Dtath of Children. Isa. iv, 5. 
1 "^E7"E mourning saints, whose streaming tears 
JL Flow o'er your children dead, 



Select. HYMN 227. 147 

Say not in transports of despair, 
That all your hopes are fled. 

2 While cleaving' to that darling dust, 

In fond distress ye lie ; 
Rise, and with joy, and reverence, view, 

A heavenly Parent nigh. 

j 3 Tho% your young branches torn away, 

Like wither'd trunks ye stand ; 
* With fairer verdure shall ye bloom, 

Touch'd by the Almighty's hand. 

d4" I'll give the mourner," saith the Lord, 
" In my own house a place ; 
" No name of daughters and of sons, 
u Could yield so high a grace. 

5 " Transient and vain is every hope 

u A rising- race can give ; 
u 111 endless honour and delight, 

" My children all shall live." 

-~6 We welcome, Lord, those rising tears, 

Thro' which thy face we see ; 
o And bless those wounds which, thro' our hearts, 

Prepare a way to thee. Doddridge. 

HYMN 227. C. M. Isle of Wight. [*] 
Death of a Young Person. 

1 "¥JTTHEN blooming youth is snatchM away, 

T J By death's resistless hand, 
Our hearts the mournful tribute pay, 
W T hich pity must demand. 

2 While pity prompts the rising sigh, 
O may this truth, imprest 

e With awful power — I too must die — 
Sink deep in every breast. 

e 3 Let this vain world engage no more : 

Behold the gaping tomb ! 
—It bids us seize the present hour ! 

To-morrow death may come. 

4 The voice af this alarming scene 

May every heart obey ; 
Nor be the heavenly warning vain, 

Which calls to watch and pray. 



148 HYMN 228, 229. Select, 

o 5 O let us fly, to Jesus fly, 

Whose powerful arm can save ; 
Then shall our hopes ascend on high, 
And triumph e'er the grave. 
—6 Great God, thy sovereign grace impart, 
With cleansing, healing power ; 
This only can prepare the heart 

For death's surprising hour. Steele. 

HYMN 228. C. M. Zion. [*] 
Death of Pious Friends. 1 Thess. iv, 13, 14. 

1 rilAKE comfort, christians, when your friends 

JL In Jesus fall asleep ; 

Their hetter being never ends ; 

Then why dejected weep ? 

2 Why inconsolable, as those 
To whom no hope is given ? 

Death vs the messenger of peace, 
And calls the soul to neav'n. 

3 As Jesus died, and rose again, 
Victorious from the dead ; 

o So his disciples rise and reign, 

With their triumphant head, 
e 4 The time draws nigh, when from the clouds 

Christ shall with shouts descend ; 
g And the last trumpet's awful voice 

The heavens and earth shall rend. 
— 5 Then they who live shall changed be, 

And they who sleep shall wake ; 
The graves, shall yield their ancient charge ; 

And earth's foundation shake. 
o 6 The saints of God, from death set free, 

With joy shall mount on high ; 
—The heavenly hosts, with praises loud, 

Shall meet them in the sky. 
7 A few short years of evil past, 

We reach the happy shore ; 
o Where death-divided friends, at last, 

Shall meet to part no more. Scotch Par. 

HYMN 229. C. M. SL Paul's, [b *] 
The Christianas Farewell. 
1 "^E^E golden lamps of heaven, farewell, 

JL With all your feeble light; 
Farewell, thou e7er-changing moon, 
Pale empress o\* the night. 



Select. HYMN 230. 149 

2 And thou, refulgent orb of day, 
In brighter flames array' d ; 

My soul, that springs beyond thy sphere, 
No more demands thy aid. 

3 Ye stars are but the shining dust 
Of my divine abode ; 

The pavement of those heavenly couits, 

Where I shall see my God. 
o 4 The Father of eternal light 

Shall there his beams display ; 
Nor shall one moment's darkness mix, 

With that unvaried day. 
5 No more the drops of piercing grief, 

Shall swell into my eyes ; 
Nor the meridian sun decline, 

Amidst those brighter skies. 
» 6 There all the millions of his saints 

Shall in one song unite ; 
And each the bliss of all shall view, 

With infinite delight. Doddridge* 

HYMN 230. 8s. Consolation. [*] 
Death Gain to a Believer. 

1 TTOW blest is our friend — now bereft 
JLJL Of all that could burden his mind ! 

How fcasy hi3 soul — that has left 
This wearisome body behind ? 
Of evil incapable thou, 
Whose relics with envy I see ; 
No longer in misery now — 
No longer a sinner like me. 

2 This earth is affected no more 
With sickness, or shaken with pain ; 
The war with the members is o'er, 
And never shall vex him again. 

No anger henceforward, nor shame, 
Shall redden his innocent clay ; 
Extinct is the animal flame, 
And passion i3 vanish 'd away. 

3 This languishing head is at rest, 
Its thinking and aching are o'er ; 

This quiet immoveable breast, t 

Is heav'd by affliction no more. 
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150 HYMN 231, 232. Select. 

This heart is no longer the seat 
Of trouble and torturing pain ; 
It ceases to nutter and beat — 
It never shall flutter again. 

4 The lids he so seldom could close, 
By sorrow forbidden to sleep, 
Sealed up in eternal repose, 

Have strangely forgotten to weep. 
The fountains can yield no supplies, 
These hollows from water are free ; 
The tears are all wip'd from these eyes, 
And evil they never shall see. 

5 To mourn and to suffer is mine, 
While bound in a prison I breathe ; 
And still for deliverance pine, 
And press to the issues of death. 
What now with my tears I bedew, 
Oh, shall I not ere long become, 
My spirit created anew — 

My body consigned to the tomb I WHiTEFiELr. 

' HYMN 231. L. M. Sicilian, [b *] 
Jl Funeral Hymn. 

1 TTNVEIL thy bosom, faithful tomb, 

%J Take this new treasure to tLy trust ; 
And give these sacred relics room, 
To seek a slumber in the dust. 

2 Nor pair, nor grief, nor anxious fear 
Invade thy bounds. No mortal woes 
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here, 
While angels watch the soft repose. 

e 3 So Jesus slept ; — God's dying Son 

PassM through the grave, and blest the bed ; 
Rest here, hirst saint, till from his throne 
The morning break, and pierce the shade. 

© 4 Break from his throne, illustrious morn ; 
Attend, O earth ! his sov'reign word ; 

c Restore thy trust — a glorious form — 

CalPd to ascend and meet the Lord. Watts. 



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HYMN 232. C. M. Sunday. [*] 
77? e Resurrection. 1 Cor. xv, 52 — 58. 
HEN the last trumpet's awful voice 
This rending earth shall shake — 



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When op'ning graves shall yield their charg«, 
And dust to life awake ; — 

o 2 Those bodies, that corrupted fell, 
Shall inccrrupted rise ; 
And mortal forms shall spring- to life, 
Immortal in the skies. 

— 3 Behold, what heavily prophets sung*, 

Is a w at last fulfill' d— • 
o That death should yield his ancient reign, 

And, vanquished quit the field. 

o 4 Let faith exalt her joyful voice, 

And thus begin to sing • 
d u Oh grave ! where is thy triumph now ? 

And where, O Death ! thy sting ! 

5 M Thy sting was sin, and conscious guilt ; 
'Twas this that arm'd thy dart ; 

The law gave gin its strength, and force, 
To pierce the sinner's heart. 

6 w But God, whose name be ever blest ! 
Disarms that foe we dread ; 

And makes us conqu'rors, when we die, 
Through Christ our living head." 

— 7 (Then steadfast let us «till remain, 
Though dangers rise around ; 
And in the work prescrib'd by God, 
Yet more and more abound. 

o Assur'd, that though we labour now, 
We labour not in vaki ; 
But through the grace of heav'ns great Lord, 
The eternal crown shall gain.) Scotch Par* 

HYMN 233. C. M. Arundel [*] 
The Last Tempest. 
e 1 ~¥^7"HEN wild confusion wrecks the sur, 
y T And tempests rend the skies ; 
Whilst blended ruin, clouds and fire 
In harsh diso: 3er rise ; — 

o 2 Safe in my Saviour's love I'll stand, 

And strike a tuneful song ; 
c My harp all trembling in my hand, 
o A.nd all inspir'd my tongue^ 



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d 3 I'll shout aloud, u Ye thunders roll, 
u And shake the sullen sky ; 
44 Your sounding" voice, from pole to pole, 

44 In angry murmurs try. 
4 u Let the earth totter on her base, 
44 And clouds the heavens deform ; 
44 Blow, all ye winds, from every place, 
44 And rush the final storm I" 
*-5 Come quickly, blessed Hope, appear — 
Bid thy swift chariot fly ; 
Let angels tell thy coming near, 
And snatch me to the sky. 
o 6 Around thy wheels, in the glad throng", 

I'd bear a joyful part ; 
g" All hallelujah on my tongue — 

All rapture in my heart. Byles. 

HYMN 234. 8, 7, & 4. Littleton. [*] 
Christ coming to Judgment. 
1 "IF* O, he comes — the King of glory ! 
JLi With his chosen tribes to reign ; 
Countless hosts of saints and angels 
Swell the mighty conqueror's train ; 

Now in triumph, 
Sin and death are captive led. 
g 2 See the rocks and mountains rending — 

All the nations fill'd with dread ! 
e Hark ! the trump of God — proclaiming 
Through the mansions of the dead — 
d 14 Come to judgment — 

Stand before the Son of Man !" 
— 3 Now behold the dead awaking ; 
Great and small before him stand ; 
Not cne soul forgot, or missing ; 
None his orders countermand : 
a All stand waiting — 

For their last decisive doom ! 
—4 Hear the Chief among ten thousand 

Thus address his faithful few ; 

d u Come ye blessed of my Father, 

44 Heaven is prepared for you ; 

44 1 was hungry — I was thirsty — 1 was naked— ~ 
44 And ye minister'd to me." 



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e 5 But bow awful is the sentence, 
d " Go from me, ye cursed race — 
u To that place of endless torment, 
u Never more to see my face : 

" I was hungry — I was thirsty — I was naked- 
u Ye to me no mercy shew'd." 
— 6 Now awake ye slumbering- virgins, 

Trim your lamps ; the bridegroom's near, 
Let your loins with truth be girded, 
Signs proclaim, he'll soon appear : 

Mark ! the fig-tree, 
Budding, shows the summer's near. 
e 7 Jesus, save a trembling smner, 
Though thy wrath o'er sinners roll ; 
In this general wreck of nature, 
Be the refuge of my soul : 
1 Jesus, save me ! Jesus, save me ! when the lightnings 

Blaze around from pole to pole. 

HYMN 235. 8, 7, & 4. Helmsley. [b *] 
The Day of Judgment. 
e 1 T\ AY of judgment, day of wonders! 
d jL9 Hark ! the trumpet's awful sound, 
Louder than a thousand thunders, 
Shakes the vast creation round ! 
e How the summons 

Will the sinner's heart confound ! 

g 2 See the Judge our nature wearing, 

Cloth'd in majesty divine ! 
— You who long for his appearing, 
d Then shall say, " This God is mine." 
c Gracious Saviour, 

Own me in that day for thine ! 

o 3 Athis call, the dead awaken, 

Rise to life from earth and sea, 
All the powers of* nature, shaken 

By his looks prepare to flee : 
p Careless sinner, 

What then will become of thee ? 
e 4 Horrours past imagination, 

Will surprise your trembling heart, 
When you hear your condemnation, 
d M Hence, accursed wretch, depart ! 



154 HYMN 236. Select. 

46 Thou with Satan 
44 And his angels, have thy part !" 

-—5 But to those who have confessed, 

Lov'd and serv'd the Lord below ; 
d He will say, u Come near, ye blessed, 

44 See the kingdom I bestow : 
u You forever 

44 Shall my love and glory know." 

—6 Under sorrows and reproaches, 

May this thought our courage raise : 
Swiftly God's great day approaches — 
Sighs shall then be chang'd to praise : 

o We shall triumph — 

g" When the world is in a blaze ! Newtodt 

HYMN 236. C. M. Mitcham. [*] 
Te Deum. A General Hymn of Praise* 

1 d~\ GOD, we praise thee, and confess, 
\Jr That thou the only Lord, 

And everlasting Father art, 
By all on earth ador'd. 

2 To thee all angels cry aloud, 
To thee the powers on high, 

Both cherubim, and seraphim, 
Continually do cry, — 

3 "O holy, holy,holy Lord, 

44 Whom heavenly hosts obey ; 
" The world is with the glory fill'd 
44 Of thy majestic sway." 

4 The apostles' glorious company, 
And prophets crown' d with light, 

With all the martyrs' noble host, 
Thy constant praise recite. 

5 The holy church, throughout the world, 
O Lord, confesses thee ; 

That thou eternal Father art, 
Of boundless majesty. 

6 Thy honour' d, true, and only Son, 
And Holy Ghost the spring 

Of never ceasing joy ; O Christ, 
Of glory thou art King. Patrick, 



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HYMN 237. 8s. Drummond. [*] 
Our God forever and ever, 

THIS God is the God we adore, 
Our faithful unchangeable Friend ; 
Whose love is as large as his power, 
And neither knows measure nor end. 
2 'Tis Jesus the First and the Last, 
"Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home ; 
We'll praise him for all that is past, 
And trust him for all that's to come. 

ASCRIPTIONS. 
7s. 
1 ^1 LORY to the Father's name , 
VjC Jesus' excellence proclaim ; 
Sing the blessed Spirit's praise ; 
Angels, swell the notes we raise ! 

7s. 

SING we to our God above, 
Praise eternal as his love ; 
Praise him all ye heavenly host, 
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 

7s. 

FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
One in Three, and Three in One, 
As by the celestial host, 
Let thy will on earth be done : 
Praise cj all to thee be given 
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven. 

8, 7, & 4. 

GLORY be to God the Father, 
Glory to the eternal Son ; 
Sound aloud the Spirit's praises ; 
Join the elders round the throne f 
Hallelujah, 
Hail the glorious Three in One. 

C. P. M. 

TO Father, Sen, and Holy Ghost, 
Be praise amid the Heavenly host, 
And in the church below ; 
From whom ".11 creatures draw their breath, 
By whom redemption bless'd the earth, 
From whom all comforts flow. 



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8 & 7. 

GLORY, honour, praise and power 
To the Lamb be ever paid : 
Let new blessings every hour 
Rest on his adored head. 



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5 & 6. 
Y angels in heaven 
Of every degree, 
And saints upon earth, 

All praise be address'd 
To God in Three Persons, 

One God ever bless'd: 
As it has been, now is, 
And always s!jall be. 



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